Not to worry, WYSuzie... The P-Vine spanks the crap outta me on all day's ending in "y"... You've seen it with yer own two eyes and you know of what I speak... That is why I am a bluesman...

Speakin' of the blues??? Don't tease, oldster... If ya' can't come thru with the goods then it's mighty cruel to even bring it up... Oh??? I hate fruit in my shine so don't show up at the door with a bottle o' apple 'er peach... That stuff is fir kids, ya hear???

"Dago", Spawzer??? I thought Jimmy was a "hunky"??? Might o' fact, I kinda had you pegged as a hunky, too...

As for my b-day, ya'll... It was a good 'un... Drove down (up) to Stuart's Draft and ended up buyin' an old church pew fir fifty bucks... Figured that maybe I needed a little religion and thought that if I just would sit in that pew a few minutes every day that that would certainly get me a couple steps closer to Heaven... But seems that getting the thing got me a few steps closer to the P-Vine's doghouse... Ya' see, the sumabichin' church pew just barely fit into the Honda CRV and, well, it took up her passanger seat and so the only place to sit was the small fold up (down) back seat and so she couldn't nag me as well from back there 'cuase I really couldn't hear her that well so... Well, when the P-Vione don't get in her daily nagging requirments (DNRs) then she get real cranky so by the time we got home from Stuart's Draft she was ready to do some serious ass-whuppin' and seein' as the cats were in hidin' there was only one ass around to whup... Know what I mean??? That's why I am a bluesman...

But nevermind apple shine and asswhups 'cause it's a new day...

BTW, I am still steamed that the other Sept. 5'er didn't fess up but I'm on their case...

B~