...or cafight. "YOW". Talk about being pummeled and bashed with blogs. The last day unveield the purported masked identities of beautiful-eyed daniela and myself plus re-affirmed common universal knowledge that yes indeed (duh) arya badiyan is omniscient and ravishing and david likes to publically whine and bullshit and devise strategems to make him sound more intelligent than he actually is (ibid. see the inane READERS PRIVACY ACT of '04)....
Anyway, thought I'd take a hiatus, a sabbatical, place my blogging dreams on the back-burner. Surf the internet. Try to explain to other net-voyeurs that there our very complicated, altruistic and aesthetic reasons why I frequent certain web-sites (smiles).
Uncle Mike and I are in the process of moving to a huge house with lots of land and a swimming pool. I'm learning how to do all sorts of 'domesticated' stuff (a tractor lawn mower!!! spraying the basement for bugs!!! fertilzing the huge garden!!!) I feel like I'm in my mid-forties and my hair is going bald as I lumber around the aisles of lowes or menards with all the other, "house-husbands" searching for mulch, comparing different shades of paint, looking for a new door knob. Ahhhh...the pangs and perils of house-husbandry.
3 comments:
sorry :(
Too many compliments make head dizzy Mr. D. But here's one for you. You're kick ass smart. No need for stratagems.
You girls rule!!!
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