I Gotta' Go... Maybe You Should Too

What is it with all this rain? Like we're in the rainforest or something. Oh... Happy Valentines Day to all! Especially the love sick. Go on vacation. I know I would. As a matter of fact, Hawaii sounds good right about now. Well, anyplace that is warm and requires that I get up outta' here would be ideal!

Ooh... BBQ's on the beach and sh*t. Volcanoes (for those who enjoy field studies of plate techtonics). All kinds of intersting wildlife. Not to mention the many friends I would make (at the bar(s)).

Party on Wayne... Party on Garth.

What's today?

Um... yeah. We're going to have to move your desk, downstairs. We really don't need weekdays. If everyone would invest their money wisely they could retire earlier. Ha! Invest in what? Pork futures. "The other white meat". Whatever... It's like asking a blind person if they have ever seen a flying piece of crap.

My point is two-fold. 1) Blind persons won't see (I will never be rich) and 2) Crap will never fly. If it does it will eventually hit the fan (I won't retire early. If I do it will be caused by some cataclysmic event). Oh, woes me. Woes unto you, too.

Super Bowl Sunday!

Nuff said!

Ni k Na k Pa di Wa k. . .

Waiting for the parents to come in for P/T conferences. What's new with the Bush cabinet? Talk about a mind job. Let the brainwashing commence. I mean, are the people really that impressionable? Covert propaganda tactics are in full effect, ladies and gentlemen. Don't let the weight bring you down.

Save the District!