Kirby and krispies

Today I watched The Three Stooges with my parents. My mom and I determined that it was the stupidest movie we had ever seen. Although homemade peanut butter rice krispies made it a little more bearable. Gluten Free rice krispies are gross, in case you were wondering. They have no flavor. I think it's because regular rice krispies have malt in them. So I added some peanut butter. Oh, and our microwave is broken :( And no, I didn't want to use the stove. So I gathered everything up and made the trek across the driveway to the apartment above the garage. Our neighbors probably think we are freaks carrying food across the driveway. Here's a story for your entertainment. I was traumatized, but mom thought it was hilarious. Here it goes: I went over to heat up a bunch of food, and I went downstairs to take it back over, but I couldn't open the door! I was freaking out. I started pushing on the door and ramming up against it, but it wouldn't budge! I called my brother and told him I needed him to help me carry stuff across. So he came and opened the door, and helped me out. Then I told him so he started fiddling with the door. Apparently you have to turn the handle UP. WHO DOES THAT???? I was freaking out, and mom just laughed her butt off.
Anyways, I was going to tell you that The Three Stooges got me thinking about Kirby Heyborne and what he is up to. So I googled him. For those who don't know, if you ask me a question that I don't know the answer to, I will tell you to google it. So if you're interested, I found his blog. Check it out. kirbyheyborne.blogspot.com