Weekend

The weekend is when you have the time to do things you couldn't do during the week....??? If I find the person who said that alive, I'd shoot him (or her). Just kidding....

Saturday: Finally got the christmas house decorations out. Bought a beautiful christmas tree. Couldn't find the christmas tree decorations. Scrubbed the yard. The entire yard. Any one who says that exercise is cathartic should also be shot. Spent most of the afternoon in San Fernando looking for tree decorations. Played pool for the rest of the night. And lost. Oh well...

Sunday: Rearranged the house. The whole phreakin' house. Cleaned, then cleaned some more. Went to sleep. See?? No time for blogging....

I'll do that when I have time at work on Monday ...

Here's how you know that you have too much time on your hands. Sung to the tune of "What is the letter we love?" (The 'W' Song), Sesame Street.

One
There once was a man from Kanass,
Whose nuts were made out of brass,
And in stormy weather, he'd clack them together,
and lightning shot out of his ass...

Two
A sexy young maiden named Jill,
Tried a dynamite stick for a thrill,
They found her vagina, in North Carolina,
And bits of her tits in Brazil.

Three
There once was a man from Kent,
Whose cock was so long it bent,
To save himself trouble, he put it in double,
And instead of cumming he went.

Shouldn't you be doing something??? ... :-)