Nocturnally Yours

I decided to make this the place where I will post my late-night thinking. Given the fact that the sandman is OBVIOUSLY not my friend and I spend late nights/wee hours of the morning tossing and turning, I might as well do something productive with the time. I won’t tell you EVERYTHING I do during those hours. Hell, that would spoil all the mystery, n’est ce pas?

Star Date: 2008-06-24 @ 23:23 (By the way, I HATE Star Trek, but I think William Shatner would be a much better choice as president than He With The Satellite Dish Ears, but I didn’t say that.)
BO (appropriate initials if ever there were any) has one major strike against him. He’s from Hellinoise, and I have some issues with Hellinoise, not including the FIP drivers who invade my personal small-town Hoosier space. He’s not all that bright, not that Bushy is either, but could we change that mode…even a wee little tiny bit? He’s a LIAR and has been caught in several whoppers and pissed off a bunch of Holocaust survivors, although, if you look up liar in the dictionary, I am certain that politician is listed as a synonym, and if not, I WILL be contacting Merriam-Webster or Funk and Wagnal. I think I will write in my vote for Billy Bob Thornton. At LEAST he’s smart. Didja ever see “Sling Blade”? Amazing.
[End edit @ 23:32 -- it doesn't take much time to post inane bullshit, now does it?]

Stay tuned.

June 29, 2008: A whiz-bang of a day. Having recently acquired more stuff, the wench was BUSY rearranging, cleaning, rejuvenating. Burned some deliciously scented incense and candles, listened to some tunes, did the laundry and the drive to drop the kiddies off until Thursday when Julie has her appointment. In short, I accomplished a tremendous amount in just a few hours, and it was all good. The satisfaction comes from surveying my domain, knowing that I will climb between sweet-smelling sheets and be able to hit the ground running for yet another day and another dollar without the nagging thought of knowing I spent a free day in complete and total sloth mode. Life is good in Cheesetown.