I'm having trouble typing at the moment, because there is a very large gray cat parked squarely between me and the keyboard. He does not appear inclined to move at the moment. It's like trying to type with a sack of concrete sitting on your bladder - if a sack of concrete purred like a broken chainsaw and shed hair like a Yak with the mange that is.
So, until I reclaim my desktop, have some Warren Zevon
If I had a theme song, this would be it:
This isn't the theme song I'd have picked out for you. Maybe something by George Carlin or Denis Leary. But then, you'd know better than I would.
ReplyDeleteThat's why I'm the Warrant, Vettriano, because I do know better.
ReplyDeleteWhere you been? Deployed?
Some rather serious family issues cropped up, and I've been sitting the mid for a while to cover for some shortfalls in Plan---er, Manning.
ReplyDeleteSituation normal now, and I'm trying to catch up. By the bye, dropped you a couple emails to the account listed on profile. FYI.
Which profile? My blogger Profile?
ReplyDeleteBecause I'm not seeing them.
Your gci email account. You got my gmail on your spamlist, boss? :P
ReplyDeleteDidn't see it. In spam or anywhere else.
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Resent. Believe issue either had to do with this wireless keyboard Frank spilled whiskey into when he first got down here or a momentary I/O manual dexterity failure here at source. Should now be spitting nickels.
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