Just a peek inside the clutterbox that is my mind.
I came across my brace and crutches in the garage today. They just look weird. I bet it's been 20 years since I've used them. Yes, I think I remember that the last time I stood up, I got really dizzy and had to sit right back down. Altitude sickness. If you knew how tall I wasn't this would make you laugh.
It is absolutely gorgeous today. Bright sun, in the mid-60's. The trees are blooming, the daffodils are up and there's little duckies at the pond. It was a great day to open the sunroof and put on some loud music. Life is good today.
Looks more and more like I will be getting a tattoo for my birthday. I'm really excited about this. I'm going to be inked! Now I just have to decide what I want.
I've been informed by MimiJr that it is SwampAss season. You know the clammy feeling you get from sitting in the car too long in the summer? Swamp ass. Not a good thing. It may be an indelicate thing to bring up in mixed company, but you can depend on me to be indelicate.
We had a real life segment of Cops at the end of my street today. Five police cruisers had the street blocked and some kid was face down spread-eagle on the ground. I had to go around the block to get into my driveway. I gotta wonder why it took 5 police cars to take down one kid. We don't usually get this much excitement on Friday afternoons.
When I talked to MimiJr. just a minute ago, she was very excited to tell me that my boytoy Keith Urban and his lovely wife Nicole are expecting. Hmmm. I really thought they didn't--well, you know.
Okay, that's all I have for now.



