NEW POLICY

- I will find a way to use the word "lugubriously" in a blog posting, appropriately, sometime before the end of the calendar year 2014.

- At least one blog entry will involve a rant about why ALL pull-start machinery, (lawn mowers, chain saws, weed whackers, etc.), were invented by, and for the sole operation by, persons over 6'8" with arm-spans greater than 12 feet? And, quite probably, weighing more than 265 lbs...named "CHUCK".

- I will make blog entries on MONDAYS, when I am hideously sleep deprived, having gotten by on 7 hours and 45 minutes sleep for the preceding 3 days. Not only will it seem more reasonable for me to actually be blathering away on some amazingly un-read "dear diary" internet bludgeon-fodder, but the content is far less likely to be intellectually filtered in any way.
Liberating for me.... and also more likely to wrangle my Follower numbers down to a respectable TWO.


There's some energy conservation for you.
very green.

LOOK OUT!!!!! (yes, again.)

...I may just start wearing flannel pajama pants in public.
WITH PINK FUZZY BUNNY SLIPPERS!





that got your attention, didn't it?
I think welding goggles would round off the ensemble quite nicely, yup yup.

But REALLY.

I see these people, MOSTLY, between the ages of 15 and 22, OUT IN PUBLIC, wearing their pajamas.
At the Walmart store. On campus. Just last week; the butcher shop.
Generally, an iPod or a Sams*ng Galaxy is involved.

Did we just NOT BOTHER, when we got up?
Or did we have to change into that attire from something we slept in?
Do we mow the grass wearing this attire?


Do we mow the grass at ALL?

Probly not....or those bunny slippers would, quite likely, be missing their ears.


yeah........ I think I will grow a big ol' belly, so that my 6x sized children's t-shirt leaves my midsection lamentably exposed, put on my flannel pajama-bottoms and earless bunny shoes, fire up some leftover cigarette butt, and go out back to chain-saw me some firewood. Then, after a round of push-mowing, while tanked out of my gourd on ROCKST*R energy drink, shove some AC/DC into my head via those little white iPod 'buds, head on off to a nearby college campus to shuffle** vacuously into traffic while staring into an iPhone, trying to see if that reply from #caligrrl ever came across... but I can't see it because my welder goggles and the sun glare cancelled out any chance that I can possibly read it before being hit by an oncoming motorist/skateboarder,(also wearing pajama pants)/bicyclist,(earbuds and a bicycle bell), /othershufflingpedestrian.....



it's okay.
I won't know what hit me.















*c'mon, you know the drill. protecting me from lawsuits and all that.

** it was the bunny slippers,(and the sleep deprivation), that made me do it.