Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Apples To Dennis Rodman . . .

Lots of stuff goin on the last couple days.  

The local grocery has all it apples on priced at $.88/lb.  I even found some boxes I can use too.  

Good thing I happened to get up earlier than usual.  I had a lot of stuff to get ready for the mail.  I've created over $35 of business for the post office in just the last 24 hrs.  While at the post office I found out that the local phone company is havin problems and the post office's internet is up and down.  They had to use two different terminals to process two packages.  Got it done though.  Probably a cut cable somewhere.  Wonder how ya splice fiber optic cable?  Splicin copper cables is tough enough.  How many color combinations can there be ???

Ever watch that commercial on Pajama Jeans to the end???  How lazy can one be to hafta wear combination jeans and pajamas.  I'll admit to putting mailing labels on packages in my pj's first thing in the AM, but I've never considered gettin pajama jeans so I wouldn't hafta get dressed to go to the post office or mailbbox.  Guess that means I'm old and not with it anymore . . . Some would argue that I've never been with it.  For the record, I think those lounge pants/pajama bottoms are stupid too.

Nice, blue sky sunny day in the mid 40's.  I'm thinkin I might go out and watch snowpiles melt.  Gonna wear my standard bluejeans though. 

For some unknown reason, my cat, Patches T. Cat, has been sleepin the night away next to my pillow.  This cat is not a quiet sleeper!  She groans, moans, wheezes, clicks, grunts, snaps, crackles and pops . . . well maybe I'm gettin carried away with the last three . . . When I wake her to tell her to be more quiet when she sleeps, she just gives me that look . . . 

Saw a blurb in the newspaper where the Pistons are gonna retire Dennis Rodman's number.  If you know anything about Dennis Rodman, you gotta think retirin his number takes guts.  I can see Dennis comin to the ceremony dressed in a meat tuxedo with Lady Gaga dressed in one of her meat gowns as his date bein arrivin in an egg limo . . . Think about it . . . Not as far fetched as one might think . . .

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