It's been awhile since I was this tired. I just pulled a couple of all nighters at work with basically no down time in between. I'm too old for this kinda crap! Sure when I was twentysomething, working sixteen hours was nothing, now my back hurts and my sleep schedule is all squirrely. So here I am, it's 0930 and I'm ready for bed, I gotta couple days off and I just wanna sleep....but, if I go to sleep then I'll just be up at night, so I have to stay awake, if I go to bed at 8pm that'll be around twentyfour hours or so, I'll sleep good tonight and be back on track for thursday, when I go back to my regularly scheduled program, (already in progress). Got my extra strength cup-a-joe, some high sugar content candy and I'm ready to stay awake!!! 

 

 

 

 

Now I'm bored.

 

Ooooooohhhh. I just got a picture on my cell phone from my girlfreind, she must be having a sale...all her clothes are HALF OFF!!!!

Now I know how I'm gonna stay awake.....dah da da daaaa! QnA!!!!! Yeeaaahhhh!!!! (Girlfreind doesn't get off till five)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

GREAT, GREEN GOBS OF GREASY, GRIMY GOPHER GUTS (2)
(Tom Glazer)

CHO: Great, green gobs of greasy, grimy, gopher guts,
Mutilated monkey meat, itty bitty birdie feet.
Great, green gobs of greasy, grimy, gopher guts,
And me without a spoon.

Some people eat hamburger meat while others like potatoes,
And some must chew their Irish stew along with ripe tomatoes.
I can't understand why in ev'ry land, they serve such peculiar dishes.
For wherever I go, they always say "No!" when I tell them what my wish is.
I scream for ... (Chorus)

I can pay my way in a French café which is big and quite expensive,
Where the diners dine and the wine is fine, but I'm always apprehensive.
When the menu comes, I twiddle my thumbs at the list of fancy dishes:
Caviar and steaks, champagne and cake, is never what my wish is.
I beg for ... (Chorus)

In the life to come, I intend to hum this hymn to old Saint Peter:
I won't need much, when my harp I touch, and become a heavenly eater.
I won't ask for money or milk and honey, and my voice will never falter
While the trumpets blare on the Golden Stair as I stand at the Shining Altar.
I yell for ... (Chorus)

(Tag:) And me without a spoon! Yuck!
copyright Tom Glazer

             

           I had a weird dream the other day, but I guess all dreams are supposed to be weird. This one is weird mostly because I remember it.

It started out with me getting chased by two morbidly obese assassins. Who the hell would hire an assassin that weighed as much as a Japanese import?

By the end of the chase they had graduated to trying to run me down with their mo-peds. I escaped by hiding in a building of some sort. Here is the part that's kind of creepy, inside this house is my little brother, who by the way is also trying to kill me, and while he is doing that I'm trying to capture this really wicked looking spider. It was about as big as my hand, shiny black with no distinguishing marks. It wasn't round like a Black Widow, it was shaped almost exactly like your common garden spider. I had the feeling that it was increadibly dangerous and I think I was going to use it on the chubby-duo. I've tried looking the spider up on the internet but the only black spiders I can find are Widows. 

 

 

 

   

 

Add this site to your places to go. "Defeat serves as good a purpose as victory, it shakes the soul and lets the glory out."

 

 

I was almost captured today. A few customers united and tried to trap me, but my years working here have made me nimble and quick and I was able to evade them by jumping behind a pallet of peat moss. I nearly landed on the remains of another employee. It looked like he had been there quite awhile. It was obvious that the customers got him, there were tooth marks on his skull and most of his clothes were gone. I pulled apart a couple of bags of moss and covered him, I would have said a prayer for him but I was interupted by a manager, probably wanting me to do another "project." I climbed the racking and ran into a few employees who were alive and well, they bragged about thier forty-five minute coffee break. I left them to thier gossip and headed for the restroom, my fourth trip this morning. I thought about the employee that I buried, did I know him? Did the same fate await me? To be eaten by customers, what a horrible way to go.

 

 If you want hilarity unchained, you have to visit this site. The setup is this, people ask questions, about pretty much anything (keep it clean or get booted off) and other people answer. Of course, I am a complete smart ass. Whenever your on watch for the knight, he's bound to make milk come from your nose.

    http://qna.live.com/

 

      

 

 

      I have two jobs so i often can go weeks without a day off. Occasionally I can even go a month. So on my day off i like to do as little as possible. Usually that means a well deserved nap, say from seven to noon. Then when the kids get home from school we reconnect a little, i say 'a little' because thier 9 and 10 and they have other pursuites, mostley playing outside.  

     So recently, i get this new email address so that i can keep in contact with the powers that be while i'm away from work. What the hell was i thinking. I got an email from my boss asking me if i had time this weekend to work on my subordinates evaluation. O'course the answer was no, actually i did think on it...i tried to remember where i lost the damn thing. Turns out i left it at my X's. Wonder why i did that. (cool. emoticons)

     I'm still learning how this whole internet crap works out. I discover a little everytime i come here. Coming soon.......pictures. I don't know how soon, i have to get a day off first.

 

    

    Hey all, somebody asked me what a flycatcher is, and here's the answer; I drink just enough beer to get stupid, then i lay out on

a lawn chair with my mouth open and when a fly lands in it, SLAM!! Free meal. It's a real important government job, created to slow

the oncoming plauge of flies.      

     

   Honestly folks, I have no idea what i'm doing. I literally started this at nine this morning and it's now half past noon. I've managed to get some cool music from pandora.com, they totally rock. I found a semi-decent backround. I have no idea how to get this out to the masses, I'm not completely sure it's wise at all. Being funny is such a chore. But if i manage to make milk come out of your nose than I will accept this as a win, if not I will accept this as a challenge. Bring it baby. I think in order for this to work i have to bounce off of you. Don't take me seriously if I make a slight, I don't mean anything personally, I mean I think your great, especially when you wear your shirt like that, very sexy...um...I'm running out of material...oohh theres the phone...gotta go.

 

B man