SuperDave

I occoured to me that most people know me as SuperDave, but few know why. So I thought I would throw some insight onto this subject. It started with Super Dave Osborn, a pretty funny guy all in all. His outrageous antics made it easy to attach his name to mine.

So, in no particular order, here are a few of the "publishable" adventures of SuperDave.


What was I thinking?______I love my stang!


The Big one!__________Hunting camp.


150 Feet up, 50 to go! __Mile 16,with 10 to go!


Levi cutoffs?______________Snorkeling in Maui.

Let's play! Call first, I'll pencil you in...

Ruht-roh

OK, my work schedule has changed and I no longer work the vampire shift. This has severely cut into my afternoon routine. I now have reduced time for running, email, and blogging. But enough about me, lets talk about one of the best cartoons ever, Scooby Doo. I'm not sure but I think aliens are trying to communicate with me.
Because if you remember a few blogs ago, I scrapped the ice off my windshield and it was in the shape of the African continent? Well, while pouring oil and vinegar into a little saucer for dipping bread into,
the head of Shaggy appeared! What can this mean?

Am I really psychic?

Or psychotic?

I better go call Sigmund Freud. Wait...he's dead! That's ok, I'm psychic remember?

If I could just get the voices to take turns...