Tell us what's happening! Thuji. Ergo, poop, pee, chewing, licking. Very little barking (6 total barks in 6 days so far; not 6 spates of barking, 6 barks. Total.). World's coolest fuzzball.
Who's pissing you off? Politicians, if I can't avoid them. The notion that too many Americans have that politicians and "government" are capable of "solving problems."
Myself for zero discipline re: exercise.
Myself for zero discipline re: de-cluttering and doing small repairs of my pigsty of a house.
What's cool in your life? 1. Thuji.
2. The fact that I'm going to be learning some serious math this summer when not training and playing with Thuji.
3. Actual hope that I'm going to get my website/blog going again this summer.
How are the bees?Since Troy has the best honey, this question is primarily for him, I guess. Bees I'd prefer to stay in North Dakota, and I wish the blankety blank yellow jackets would go somewhere other than my deck.
The burgers at your McDonald's?Haven't had one in years and years. (If I need a burger and am too lazy to cook it, I take the grease of Culvers.) I do like McD's McChicken from time to time. And I'll always love their fries, methinks.
Who's taking a vacation where? I had mine already. I spent a day in the Albany airport picking up and getting to know Thuji. Unless I get a winning lottery ticket, no more for 2012.
Who -- besides Rourke, of course -- is getting too much? Who's getting too little? No clue.
I'm a geezer. I don't believe in Viagra, Cialis, etc. Ergo, I'm too tired to worry about it. And if I'm not tired, I'm looking for romance and conversation and beauty. Sex is like extra sugar in the icing -- I'm a diabetic; I don't need the hassle.
Who's got the best dirt? Gee. I ask for gossip/slander/defamation, and you people talk about your lawns.
My lawn is half dirt and half weeds. Its far down the list of "things of the repair/maintenance sort that I procrastinate for years on."
What's your opinion of Donald Driver's dance partner? I've always liked ballroom dancing. It connects seriously to the romantic in me. And, once upon a time 150 pounds ago or so, I was very, very good at it. Toyed with becoming a teacher of it, briefly, but realized I didn't have enough music in me.
But "Dancing with the Stars," what little of it I've seen, leaves me cold. I like attractive women in slutty clothes as much as the next guy. Probably more. (Certainly more than I'll ever admit to my mother or my employer.) But to me, ballroom dancing, even the uber-cool Latin dances like tango, rhumba, salsa, etc., are about romance and elegance. Risque is good. Sensuality is good. But if I want strip club/porno outfits, I'll buy a magazine or surf the internet.
And DD, you're one of my favorite all-time Packers, and a major classy dude, but I'm sorry, but shirtless and "ballroom" do not go together. Nor should a male ballroom dancer wear orangey-pink anything. White tie. Black tie. Smoking jacket. Think Bogart or Cary Grant or even Claude Rains. Not George Clinton or David Lee Roth.
Driver's partner? Nice athletic legs, the kind that deep slits up the legs of a black evening gown are designed for. But she comes off as a bimbo to me, a blonde Kardashian. Yech.
Any interesting junk mail? Not really. Haven't had time.
But I like junk mail -- it tends to be stuff written by masters of the language. If you want to improve your ability to make words work for a purpose, study what the junk mail industry calls the "controls". IMO the only better ways for writers to improve (by far) are "read constantly, read a lot" and "write a million words or so. But taking apart the methods of junk mile writers is third, and far more valuable than, say, getting a liberal arts major in English, economics, or anything else.
Any new Viking jokes?Not until we see who makes the final Viking roster. Or the next time I have to drive on Minnesota roads. Or zombieslayer convinces vikesrule to make another bet.
And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect will of God.
Romans 12:2 (NKJV)