Wisconsin Fun

It is 17:20 on Thursday evening and the party in my rumpus room is only 15 hours away. In 40 minutes I will drink the stuff that will open the Willie Wonka highway for business. The liquid diet has gone very well. I have had some chicken broth for breakfast and some vegetable broth for lunch and lots of water and a couple of Diet 7-Ups. For dinner I found a chicken broth that has Tuscan seasonings. My hetero life mate Greg told me that my tomorrow may be more eventful than I have anticipated. It is what it is butt but maybe being in a car for a couple of hours immediately following the procedure be eventful. Not like Barbra Streisand singing. I am not really sure why that is always seen as such a big deal and I am not really sure my her name is spelled Barbra either. I like bars and bras are okay. I do prefer au natural but those two words don't really make a proper name when you put them together. Have you ever been to an island bar and they had a bunch of bikini tops and bras hanging from the ceiling rafters? Maybe that is considered a Bra Bar and that's where the name came from (the bras on the ceiling are Bar Bras); maybe she was conceived or born in one of these bars.

Splashdown is now in T-minus 15. I may or may not be right back. I will spare you most the details from here - you're welcome!

It is 02:49 Friday morning now. I am sure doing that a lot lately - starting the blog one day and ending it the next. So far the procedure hasn't been as horrible as my imagination has made it out to be. That is one great thing about having a vivid imagination - things are seldom as bad as you think they'll be. I am looking forward to having this whole thing behind me (pun intended) and having a great weekend. I think the next time they suggest this I may opt out though.

Everybody's internal clocks are different 

Time got away from me again. It is now 01:51 Sunday morning. A combination of things is making my sleep crazy: the colonoscopy prep throughout the night Thursday/Friday, the knock-out juice for the procedure, not listening to the advise of sleeping after the procedure... I have pushed it and I think I am paying for it. They found eight polyps and the doctor said even though that may sound like a lot, that number is very low. He could be lying? If he is I guess that is nice that he wants to lie for me. I don't know why he would lie about that sort of thing considering that if there were a devise that I could type something down and see information about it I would know if he were lying. I guess they do biopsies on the polyps now and see if I have pre-cancer or something. And then, what if they are pre-cancerous? I think I am pretty much done with this kind of thing. Cha Cha will let me know if I can really be done with this sort of thing though. How come spell-check doesn't recognize "colonoscopy?" Maybe that means we, as a civilization, shouldn't recognize colonoscopies.

We have been having a good time in Milwaukee butt (is that the wrong butt/but in this case?) I think I have been a little bit of a party POOPER. I am trying to be a sport but my whole cycle is off. Not only all of that other stuff but, while we are doing the things during the day, I am usually sleeping and I would normally be at work now for another six hours tonight. I am really glad I took the extra day (tonight) off too. We are going to the Milwaukee Brewers' game today at 13:00 and I will be home at a decent time this afternoon/tonight to try to get my sleep cycle back to where it needs to be by Monday night at 22:00. I will probably stay up now until tomorrow morning at 06:00 (though that is 28 hours from now). I know I am probably making this all more difficult than it needs to be butt but, I cannot follow directions sometimes.

I cannot believe it has taken me two-and-a-half days to write this blog. It certainly isn't one of my better blogs. It is now 02:20 and I may try to sleep before we start our day. I am never quite sure where we are supposed to be at certain times. I just wait until I am told what I need to do and I do it. Sometimes that information is wrong or I don't get all the detaials but I am just a foot soldier. There are advantages and disadvantages in that. I am usually the drill seargent screaming at the troops. This weekend I have decided to be a foot soldier. There have been good and bad due to this decision. I am just going to go with the flow no MATTer what the results.

Have a great day. The weather here has been really nice. I think I may have sunburn on my nose and neck a bit because we have been outside in the sun and it has been cool being right on Lake Michigan so I didn't know I was getting burnt. I hope I can go back to sleep for a few hours; I am not optimistic. Thanks a lot for humoring me. I will, most likely, blog again tomorrow if my clock gets back into order. TTTT...MITM (aus).

I Want it Now!

Which ice cream is clear?  Vanilla? Pineapple Sherbet? Sorbet?

It is 19:10 on Wednesday night. I am calling-off from work tonight because I need to try to get on a regular sleeping schedule tonight so I can do my interior body flushing tomorrow for my anal intrusion on Friday. I was reading through the pre-invasion battle plans and I see the doctor who will be performing the procedure is named Bubba and I have to wear an orange jump suit. Orange is the new brown.

The new load of Dirty Laundry Podcast (Load #157) is ready to make you laugh and think and hum and feel better about yourself.

With having tonight off I now have begun a five-day weekend. I am headed to Milwaukee Friday right after my anal raping. I wonder if I will get drunk quicker cheaper with my entire body void of sustenance.

It quickly turned into 20:15. I think I will go to bed. This is almost the time I am usually waking up to get ready for work. When I wake-up in the morning I will be on a 100% clear liquid diet for over 24 hours. At 06:00 I am supposed to drink something called SUPREP (16 ounces) and then another 32 ounces of water/clear liquid within the next hour. Vodka and gin are clear. I am a great drinker (I went to Southern Illinois University you know - we are the ones that ruined Halloween for everyone else). I think I will just chug the 48 ounces down straight away and then pee for the next two hours straight. The peeing part wasn't that big a problem back in the late 1980's in Carbondale when I was much younger. If I drink 5 1/2 cans of ginger ale or 7-Up... one right after another I bet I could burp for three minutes straight and then pee for three hours straight. I may as well make losing my anal virginity YouTube-worthy. Ginger ale is kinda yellow; does it qualify for "clear?"

It is 04:00 now. I would still be at work for another two hours usually. Today, instead, I have already slept the night and I am awake for the day finishing this blog. When I have something to eat drink later I believe I will have chicken broth. Hey, that is kinda yellow too so, I am making the comparative assumption that ginger ale is "clear" enough. I am kind of excited to get rid of all of the crap (pun sort of intended) in my system. I'd like to believe that once I am cleaned out I could remain cleaned-out but, though I will try, I will kill my body with crap again. Why do we do things to ourselves even though we know they are harmful? I am a total immediate gratification kinda guy. I really dislike that quality about me sometimes. But, then other times, that is my best quality. Instant gratification and harmful = fast food and drive-up windows.

While finishing this blog this morning I have been watching American History X. I have seen this film at least seven or eight times. It is extremely disturbing but a great movie. I have always liked Edward Norton and disliked prejudice so it makes sense that I would like this movie. I did not even think of it until writing this paragraph butt but there is one particular scene on the movie that is similar to what I will be experiencing in about 26 hours. At least I get drugs prior to my shower scene.

I will probably blog again later today and post it EARLY tomorrow morning. I think I am going to set up a "desk" in front of the commode so I have evacuate and blog at the same time. Multi-tasking and prep is a big part of immediate gratification. Ironic that IMMEDIATE requires planning. Thanks a lot for stopping in. Check out the podcast and I will blog at you in about 20 hours. TTTT...MITM (out) TA!

Let's Thin the Herd

I am a bit confused. That is an understatement though isn't it? It seems that the US and A wants me to live forever even though I really don't want to. I am going to get a colonoscopy Friday. Is that so I can live longer or so the medical people can get more of my insurance money? I am not sure if I could have said "no" but I feel pressured by people and culture... to have this done. Is this procedure elective? The reason that I am confused is that America also does many things that make me believe they do not want me to live forever. There is all of the horrible processed foods that they MAKE ME eat, for instance. The thing that really made me think about this was when I was watching a movie that was based in Japan and began wondering why we would have our automobiles with the driver's door on the road side of the car on America. Most other countries have the driver-side toward the sidewalk/curb. That makes so much more sense to get out on the curb rather than near cars and trucks whizzing by. We really need to thin the herd.

Did you know that throwing a banana peel out of your car window is littering? Apple core? Littering! Orange peel? Littering. It doesn't MATTer that they are biodegrade and other animals/bugs/birds may eat them. Allegedly, like driving the speed limit, this will be a law that I will continue to believe does not apply to me. Maybe I am returning them to their families in their final moments of their lives. They gave of themselves and now just want to make peace with their loved-ones. It's the circle of fruit!

Ironically, I just got a call about my lab results from last week's doctor's appointment. The blood was good but the my cholesterol is too high. I stopped eating red meat awhile back in hopes that it would help keep my cholesterol from getting too high. I did this when The Lost Sock mentioned his was high and they recommended less red meat. This was when I did not have high cholesterol but I thought I would make sure I kept my cholesterol lower if I could. So now I'm getting some Lipitor called in for me. The nurse rattled off some numbers to me. Something is 221 and they want it under 200. Something else is 46 and it should be over 40. Another thingy is 159 and that they want under 100. And, another thing is 81 and they want that under 100 (so, that one is okay). Supposedly diet and exercise will help. Okay, so diet doesn't seem to help since I have been trying that one by eating no red meat. Now I am just tempted to go have a big steak wrapped in a gyros with White Castle sprinkles. So, I am falling apart on the inside and they are sticking something up my butt on Friday. Can't I just die already for goodness sake? This is how crime-fighters get started. I am falling apart anyway so I may as well put my personal life on the line trying to save others. Now my blood pressure will probably go up because I will be worrying about my cholesterol. Whatever happened to silent killers? I just checked and everything has cholesterol - chicken, milk, some sea foods (the delicious ones), chips, ice cream, pasta, cheese, muffins, crackers, butter, margarine, burgers, steaks, eggs, milk, donuts... I guess fruits and salads with no even grilled chicken now. Please do not give me any advise about what I can/should eat. I am short, fat, full of cholesterol and proud of that. The list of things we should have is probably much shorter - fruits and vegetables.

I guess when I go to the Brewers - Cardinals game next month I may as well have a brat and a hot dog or two. When in Milwaukee live as the Wisconsins do, huh? I will be in Milwaukee this weekend too. I smell a meatfest on the horizon. And to think I was worried about banana peels and apple cores just a couple of paragraphs ago. I will probably find out that I have ass-cancer on Friday too now.

What is that two bowling balls? 

On a happier note - there is still a load of Dirty Laundry Podcast you may  not have heard. There is also another one in the can that I intend to have up by Thursday. Then, if I still am alive, we will probably record another on that night and Cha Cha can get that one done after I do myself in with sausages and cheeses next weekend. When you want to kill yourself by over-dosing on cholesterol go to the dairy and sausage capital of the U S and A (Wisconsin). I wonder if I can find some of those deep-fried butter sticks.

I have depressed myself now (actually nothing has changed with me other than what the doctor's office put in my head). I bet doctors kill more people than cholesterol ever could! Thanks a lot for being here so I could vent about my fading health. I will probably blog again tomorrow. I will try to be more cheery the next few days until I get my Butthole Glamor Shots. If you get a Christmas card in the mail from me this year you may want to think twice before opening it.

TTTT...MITM (out) TA!

The Word for the Day is - Polyphasic!

It is 19:32 and I should be asleep. I have to be at work in less than 2 1/2 hours. When I got home this Benadryls) and I slept well. I slept from about 07:30 - about 13:00. That is around three hours longer than I usually sleep when I get off work. I think I may go in at 22:00 and see about taking 3 1/2 hours of Comp time and come back home at 02:00. I have that job interview tomorrow and it would be nice to get some sleep before the interview. I don't know why I am nervous about the interview; I don't NEED a different job I just want to stop being a vampire. I could never sleep at night when I worked days for many, many years so I am not sure why I think it will be different this time. I actually sleep better during the day working nights though I break it up into shifts (like DaVinci did). It's called Polyphasic Sleep. I am more Biphasic but that is a form of Polyphasic. That seems pretty self-explanatory. It is my personal life stuff that suffers. We weren't put on this Earth to work. We have been brain-washed to believe we need all of this stuff and have to work to obtain stuff. Soon Cha Cha and I will be empty-nesters with this large home for two of us and Jeff. We will never be able to sell this house because the housing market still sucks. We do live in a college town. I wonder how our neighbors would feel about a bunch of college kids renting our house? The repairs and calls in the MIDDLE of the night would probably not be worth it. We could rent just rooms and keep living here though. Hmmmmm?
morning I took two Bennies (

I think I will break and finish this tomorrow. I am going to try to sleep again. My writing puts me to sleep. You too huh?

Fast forward two days... it was Wednesday when I wrote those last two paragraphs and it is now Friday afternoon so forgive me if I go astray. But when I woke up this morning could have sworn it was blogging day. I had my job interview since writing those paragraphs. I felt the interview went very well and I received a lot of signs that I would be chosen for the position. Here comes the BIG BUT! But, at the end of the interview, I asked several questions and one of their answers turned-out to be a killer for me. I was just confirming that the job was for first-shift as I was told by a company representative before I went in for the interview. They told me that the position opening-up was for first shift BUT they would have to offer that job to someone on second shift and then I would be working second shift. My hours would be 18:00 - 02:00. In my opinion, those hours are worse than my 22:00 - 06:00 that I work now. My opinion is all that counts on that MATTer so, after thinking about it for the night I contacted the Human Resource person and told her, based on the findings of my exploratory mission, I was removing my name for consideration of the position. She was very nice and apologized for the bad information I was originally given and said she would keep an eye out for any positions that would come up to fit my qualifications. I guess that must mean that they liked me, huh? Disappointed but hopeful for several reasons.

What else has happened since I wrote paragraphs one and two? Oh, I had my yearly doctor's appointment. I gained 17 pounds since last year; I thought it was more so I didn't feel that bad about it. And, now I have to have something stuck up my butt and snaked through my intestines next Friday. That is the day we are going out of town to Milwaukee so, I will get drugged-up and be totally cleaned-out (maybe lose that 17 pounds) and be able to get a buzz on less alcohol. Lose-Win-Win-Win. I am glad they knock me out so I can blame roofies on being anally invaded.

Last night Fabio and I went to the Kane County Cougars' game. They are a minor league team affiliated with the Chicago Cubs. It was a lot of fun right up until the fifth inning when the sky opened-up. The weather was great until Miss Gulch flew by. Minor League games are a lot of fun. Greg and I are going to a Milwaukee Brewers' game in a few weeks. They are playing my St. Louis Cardinals. I guess Greg owes me (watching my team) because we went to Wrigley Field last season and watched his team. I hope it rains that night (July 11th). I have been to quite a few games at Miller Park and I have never been there with the roof closed.

Last night, after I got home from the game, I stayed up until 04:00 getting the new load of Dirty Laundry Podcast up. I think we may record the next one tonight. We have to get the house ready for painters too; they are coming tomorrow morning.

Today I went and got the building permit for the fence and went and paid the first half of the fence bill (1/2 down). I also stopped by Comcast (if you read the blog regularly you know all about this - if not, you can scroll down and get caught up). They will be out on June 30th to get the WiFi cable buried. I should have gone in and talked to a live person in the first place. Maybe I should wait to celebrate until after the cable is buried. J.U.L.I.E. was out yesterday for the fence. I don't know if J.U.L.I.E. is everywhere so, in case you don't know, that stands for Joint Utility Locating Information for Excavators. They locate all of the utilities so you don't hit any wires while digging. Unlike Comcast, all of the other wires are buried.

Looks like we have free Cinemax. That mean it's a free HBO/Cinemax weekend. Now I feel ripped-off because we pay for HBO now. Free Skinamax for the weekend though I guess.

Seriously, the WORLD'S Largest?

I did lots more but this will be good enough for my alibi should I need to recollect where I was and what I was doing over the past couple of days. There's more but, this will get me to those other places in my head. Have a great Friday night (my Sunday). Next weekend I get a four-day weekend so, no MATTer what happens this week, I have that pot-of-gold at the end of my week's rainbow. Milwaukee will probably be packed - Summerfest is going on. Guinness Book of World Records says Summerfest is the World's largest music festival. MTV says' it's #3. Top three is pretty impressive no MATTer what. Ya Der Hey! I am gonna spend quite a bit time in Brewtown over the next few weeks. Gotta love the MIDDLEwest. Maybe we can get Bruno Mars and Lady Ga Ga on the podcast since they will be in town. I am sure they could both use the publicity for their shows.

Thanks for stopping in. Sorry it was so long; boy, I wish I had a dollar for every time I have said that. Listen to the new podcast soon because there will be a chaser coming fairly quickly. TTT (Monday most likely)..MITM (out) auf wiedersehen (getting ready for Milwaukee). Guten Tag!

The Lottery Would Solve Everything! Right?!

This blog has had almost 63,000 page views since I began writing it. I am not sure how that compares to other blogs but it sure seems like a lot of views. Most of them are probably me going back and correcting grammatical errors and misspellings and the like. I know what you're asking yourself, "he actually proofreads this?" Sometimes I do, sometimes I don't and I am fairly certain I miss things every time I write a blog. How else am I supposed to reach 10,000 page views one day?

I have a second interview scheduled for Wednesday afternoon. I think it was only a week ago when I had the first interview. I have no idea why I am nervous. I already have a job so, it doesn't really MATTer whether I get this job or not. I am not even 100% sure I will accept the job if I do get an offer. The deciding factors will probably be: whether I want to continue to work 22:00-06:00, the much longer drive to the "new" job, if they decide to add more day-shifts at my current job (they are actually hinting at that lately) and, if I get offered the job (that is a big one). I really don't like leading people on so I am torn about that too. I suppose it will be a game-time decision if/when they offer me a position. I really hope they don't offer it to me on Wednesday. What do I say? "I will have to think about it?" "I will let you know?" "I'll have my people contact you're people to iron-out the details?" I should probably already have my mind made-up by game-time Wednesday. Maybe I will win the lottery Tuesday night and tell them both that I have decided to retire to a tropical island. I have tried to use this plan in the past and it has not been very successful.I know one thing, if I do decide to accept a new job I am going to be "sick" a lot for awhile; I have 21 sick days accumulated. Use them or lose them. They would be smart to pay us a percentage of our sick days. People who are leaving always seem to be sick a lot right before they quit. It's quite odd.

Man, every time I see The Godfather I cannot believe how great that film is.

I was awakened last night by a phone call before I went to work and then again today after I got home from work. They were both good calls so I hope, when I am taking my pre-work slumber, I get another call in about three-four hours. Yesterday Splenda called me to wish me a happy Father's Day and then this morning the job interview call. Don't good calls come in threes? I cannot imagine what the third call would be but, I am hopeful.

We recorded Dirty Laundry Podcast last night. I have to find time to get it edited within the next few days. I have stuff scheduled every day this week so, it will be difficult. My target day to have the new show ready is Thursday (night). It is so tough in the summer with yard work and family obligations. Speaking of that we are going to Milwaukee in a couple of weeks. I am still waiting to see if I get my two days approved so I have a four-day weekend. If I don't I may whittle those sick days down into the high teens. Then, I could save the vacation days and use the sick days. Vacation days I will get paid for if I don't use. Damn it, I should not have requested for the days off; I should have just gotten a 48-hour bug. Idiot!

Alright, I have to make some dinner, eat, sleep and go to work. Thanks a lot for stopping-in. I hope you have a great whatever you want to have a great of. I will probably blog tomorrow - my last day as a non-millionaire. TTTT...MITM (out) $$$$$

I Choose Not To Fight!

I am so tired of just about everything. I am mainly tired of all of the fighting in America. Of course, everybody thinks they are right or they wouldn't believe what they believe. I usually try to avoid discussions about: politics or guns or health care or religion or gay rights or race relations or abortion or women's rights or testing on animals or sports or immigration or Cuba... I know how I feel about these things and I usually have a pretty good sense for how other people feel about things after talking with them for a few minutes. They are not going to change my mind and I am not going to change theirs so let's just talk about the weather. No, then there is the whole global-warming / climate change deal so we cannot even talk about the weather. I realize that every topic in the world can be controversial. I am entertained by my perceived feeling of other people's idiocy and I am sure they are entertained by their perceived feeling of my idiocy. I admit that I am an idiot most of the time. I am mean, hey, I am not a Cubs' fan. When I was a kid there was a saying I would hear the grown-ups say all the time, "you never talk politics or religion." That list of things not to talk about has grown exponentially. It cannot be avoided on Facebook. There are a lot of people who would argue against social networking too. Bottom line, I guess that every topic can be controversial. Some people even hate babies and puppies and kittens. Even Adolf Hitler believed he was right. There are even Neo-Nazis who believe that too.

Last night we (Cha Cha, Greg and I) went to see a band called Sixteen Candles at RiverEdge Park in Aurora. It was Greg's idea and it was a good one. Supposedly the band had been on Rosie O'Donnell's show. When is the last time she even had a show? I had been by here several times but this is the first time I have been to a show there. It was fun. The weather was great, it was Friday the 13th and there was a full moon. The band played all 80's music which is probably my favorite era for music since that right in my wheel-house. The band was pretty good but the lead singer wasn't that great. Maybe I should cut him some slack since we was doing songs sung by every gender and race. He did better than I would have done and they were worth the price of admission. Admission was only $3.00. It was not as nice as Ravina but it had a similar feel. They have a couple of large acts coming this summer. Maybe they have these smaller bands early in the season so they can get the bugs out (sound, lights, staff training...). It is hard to get angry when you only pay $3.00 to get in. I hope they get some really big acts that I like in the upcoming seasons because it is so much closer than Ravinia for us. Ravinia allows people to bring their own food and beverages (even alcohol) in but RiverEdge does not.

$31,000,000 could buy a better tie

I have still not received any calls from Comcast/ Infinity about burying the cable. I wish the speed of the internet sucked so I could just cut the cable and mail it back to them. No, I really do like the fast internet. I just read an article this morning about how Comcast's CEO was paid $31,000,000 last year. I like to write the zeros because it looks bigger that way than to say $31 million I think. That's like $14,900 per hour if you figure it at 40 hours per week. Whatever! That's their business but, my business is that the people who answer your phones are morons (at least the last three I spoke with) because you pay them $7.25 per hour. If they work 40 hours a week for 52 weeks that is only $15,000 per year. There are a lot less zeros in their pay than there are in the Brian Roberts' (CEO). The hourly employees make, in one year, roughly what the CEO makes in one hour. Zeros don't equal zero if they follow another number.

Tonight it's back to work and tomorrow is Father's Day. My mom and dad are coming over and we are taking them out for brunch. There is a new place in town we have been wanting to try and we will let my dad be a Guinea Pig for his Father's Day. It's called Farada's Banquet Hall. I just went to Yelp! and they have three reviews. Two very good and one not so good. I haven't reviewed anything on Yelp! for awhile and maybe this is a good opportunity on the morrow. It's a Sunday brunch every Sunday so, how can that be bad? Time will tell I guess.

Alright, I have wasted enough time just blabbing here. Have a great Flag Day! Why don;t they just called is Old Glory's Birthday instead. That's what Flag Day really is. I love our flag. I really liked the one with the 13 stars in a circle a lot too. If we add states will we change the flag? There are talks of California breaking up into more than one state. Never mind all that, I was wrapping up. Have a great day and I probably won't blog tomorrow though I may Yelp!. TTT?...MITM (out) SALUTE! TA!

This One is Just Right!

This is the letter that was left in our mailbox (isn't that a Federal offense?)

Most people who know me know me as a fun-loving, mild-mannered idiot. For the most part that is true. I don't get too angry very often. Not that anybody usually knows, anyway. I am actually usually fired-up about something inside. You know when I preface the blog with this there is something coming. Comcast/Infinity is digging a deeper hole with me - pun slightly intended. I am not going to go into the entire saga; the last two blogs should explain in-depth what I am blogging
 about. They were, in fact, here yesterday. I found the evidence when I got home from work and got the mail from the mailbox. There was a handwritten letter in the mailbox (see the photo up there) saying that our "cable" is still hooked-up and it maybe the problem is  that we still have the satellite hooked-up. He is partially correct - we still do have the satellite hooked-up. We have had satellite television "hooked-up" in this house for about ten years. The problem is there is a cable (for the WiFi) running through the backyard. I had to get a bit more stern with the fellow I spoke to today from the call center at 06:18. After explaining the whole thing to him he scheduled a service call for my "cable" issue. This guy was more Hispanic-sounding than Middle-Eastern sounding. He was very polite and helpful; he was just helping me for a problem that I did not have. Maybe he is a doctor too? So, now I think someone is going to call me from the local office - I think. I may go over to the local Comcast office tomorrow but I bet they have no office in town.

There is a black bear loose in my county. There are probably many but the news agencies are talking about a particular black bear that has been covering a great amount of ground over the last few days. I heard our County Sheriff on the radio talking about how it seems harmless and appears to be a young bear (although very large) and probably got kicked out of the house when Mama Bear spilled the porridge gave birth to some new cubs. We're supposed to keep our kids and dogs inside. I am not concerned. I am sure it will show-up at work one night.

Ultimate Raccoon Warrior?

Last night I saw two raccoons fighting. It looked like Hulk Hogan and Randy "Macho Man" Savage going a it. Actually more like the Ultimate Warrior with the masks. I passed them and they were wrestling and then I passed them again about fifteen minutes later and they were still going at it. No, it was not sex! I have talked about the fox I always see running around with a rabbit in his/her mouth. The other night I saw the fox and then I drove about two miles East and I saw the fox again running with a rabbit in it's mouth. Makes a lot more sense now; there are at least two foxes who are always running around with rabbits in their mouths. Very foxy! I am on to you now Mr. Fox(es). I haven't been stalked by the coyote lately. Deer, geese, skunks, coyotes, foxes, raccoons... and now a bear? It's MATTual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom at my work. I love it! How come the plural of ox is oxen but the plural of fox isn't foxen?

I am going to get a few winks real quick. I have tonight and tomorrow off but I only slept for about three hours this morning because I had an appointment this morning. So, as you might imagine, I am a bit sleepy. We are going to record Dirty Laundry Podcast tonight so I need to be a bit more chipper than I am right now. Thanks a lot for stopping by. I will let you know when the new show is ready but I think there will be at least one more blog before that happens. Have a great whatever night this is for you. TTTT...MITM (out) Good night in the day - TA!