THE BOY-SCOUT JOKE!
Some people think you’re funny, but according to Mr.
Izzard you are, and I quote, a crap joke. Oh,
(Notice of this quiz was brought to you by my goddaughters, Christine and Lauren! Thanks, girlies!)
Yeah, my day is going pretty much like a crap joke, it seems. I am (in no particular order): grumpy, crabby, peevy and annoyed. And then some dumbfuck on Yahoo asks me my friggin’ bra size. Thanks, dude. Way to score!
I have about 6 emails at home that need to be answered so if you wrote me and I haven’t responded, fear not. I shall get around to it.
I hate this job. Yet, I don’t want HRM to return. The more I do, the more there is to do. (cue “overwhelmed” soundtrack again)
Another episode of “Can’t Win Theatre” starts in two minutes folks. Line right up.
Oh .. I must comment – the play we saw this weekend with the “most favorite SIL” was actually quite good! It was a british farce and well acted – the timing was impeccable! And begrudgingly, I must admit that her performance was spot on. (grumble grumble) Funnily enough, the dude who played the 18year old son had many of Eddie’s mannerisms. Both H and I noticed that. He (H) checked with SIL and she confirmed that he (the boy) was, in fact, a big EI fan! That was pretty funny to see how he was influenced. (And that we could spot it too!)
Anyway, back to work.
Lyrics for today courtesy of Linkin Park:
I wanna run away
Never say goodbye
I wanna know the truth
Instead of wondering why
I wanna know the answers
No more lies
I wanna shut the door
And open up my mind