Do you ever just know when you should not be doing something, but you do it anyway? That is me today. I am so tired that I can't see straight and being tired is going me a whole new level of dickatude.
Oh well... so be it.
I want to clear the air because there seems to be a lot of confusion about my statement last week about cooking out at the Delta. I had the word, 'possible', 'might' or 'maybe' mixed in there somewhere I am sure. I have talked to the owners of the place, and they are looking to open the first weekend of July but we have put nothing together at this point. So I will let everyone know as soon as I know something for sure about it. Thanks for your interest though. Hopefully there will be the same sort of interest when I have a place of my own down the line.
Real quick weekend wrap up for those of you who care to know.
Friday night we went over to Albert and Ednolb's place to hang out. I helped get Albert's new pool table somewhat leveled in his garage with what we had on hand. That can be a real bitch!
Saturday I got up, made breakfast and cleaned the kitchen before making a new mess. Hunny ran to the store to pick up what I needed to make a pasta dish to take over to The Fuzz and Smut Queen's place for their littlest ones swim party. The SC was in the house! Good times were had. Tried to plan a Disneyland trip this summer for the kids and an adult trip for Hunny's 40th birthday coming up, but that go no where. Went home to a party at the neighbors house that lasted until 2 in the morning and nothing better to do but sit and listen to it.
Sunday I got up and sat around the living room watching TV starting at 6 after a restless night of sleep. All of the girls managed to sleep until 10 or so. Once they were up I cleaned up a few odds and ends at the house and then we got read and went to Costco to pick up a few things. Went over to Turbo's to BBQ some burgers and eat with the family.
"Toner Boy's life is a non-stop thrill ride!" Dave Simmons, New York Post
Was lucky to have slept 3 hours in total last night... and here I am
The office is its typical pointless self.
Cracker is at it. Candy bar and Coke at 9:32 in the morning. I think I am going to take up his diet. He might be fighting with his old lady all of the time, but those Coke's, bags of chips and candy bars sure do seem to bring him down off of the ledge. I know if his wife were mine I would have been behind bars a long time ago, so there is something to be said for the calming affects of sugar!
Note to those of you who own shoes that sound like farm animals, or baby seals when you walk... THROW THE FUCKING THINGS AWAY AND BUY NEW ONES THAT FIT!
Ducky if you ever really wanted to get me back to bowling this is your prime chance. I could use nights of flinging my balls as hard as I can for no ones pleasure other than my own!
"I laugh out loud at his pain!" Walter Wise, Chicago Sun Times
Catching Flies has walked around my desk about 15 times. I think he is trying to figure out how to ask me on a date. He seems apprehensive.
Anyway is back. I am sure you are as thrilled as I am. I asked him for a quote for my blog... "Anyway."
I think McNasty learned to eat from Catching Flies. He is walking by chomping away on something that I am sure if you were directly in front of him you could get a eyeful of if you wanted to or not. Close your mouth when you eat!
Quasimodo just walked by. Looks like he got a new haircut. He looks so much more.... gross.
Penis must be under a lot of pressure today... looks like he is going to blow.
Trekkie is wearing a blue and white dress shirt with a square print pattern on it, with a blue and black diagonal striped tie. Looking good! The only thing better would have been a vertical print on the tie.
Ever have one of those dreams where you are yelling at the top of your lungs to people who are standing right there in the same room and they can not hear you? Or, is it that they just don't want to hear you? No. Just me? Well that is my world.
Strike that initial thought I had.... there seems to be no real point me in venting either besides giving you your occasional laughs.
I think I am going to start living by the old saying, "If you don't have anything nice to say, then don't say anything at all."
So...
Toner Boy
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