Well, sheet fire, kids...

I go out to the privy for a little readin' and come back in an' ya'll going thru all these gyrations... I mean, a man gotta do what a man can do when he can do it, right??? Butt never mind that privy stuff...

Let's see what's worth telling ya'll??? Hmmmmmm??? Not much so I'll just ramble about meaningless stuff like you get on those "what-our-boring-family-did-this-year letters you get from people you hardly know (or don't know) in their Christmas cards...

Where to start??? Well, we had cereal this morning... How's that??? Actually, I like Post's "Blueberry Morning" even if the blueberries are fake and made from seaweed... They kinda look like blueberries... They don't taste like 'um but they are okay... Better than the tootsie rolls that the cats leave in their catbox...

(That was a clever seaway, Bobert... You know, the "catbox" reference...)

Thanks, I thought so...

I see that most of the same trouble makers are here stirring shit and causing trouble... Speaking of shit stirrers, I miss the heck out of Spawz... He was a master shit stirrer... Plus he was ambidextrous meaning he could stir it with either hand... Hmmmmmmm??? I didn't think that I could spell ambidextrous but my spell check likes it so...

Well, never mind shit stirrin' for now...

Let's see??? Had cereal this morning...

(No, Bobert... You already used up your cereal story...)

Hmmmmmmm??? What else is there that tops cereal???

Oh yeah... I have become a card carrying member of the Charlotte Art League and have "a wall" with 7 or 9 pieces of my art on it... That's a good thing... I'm teaching art again this winter... I'm doing a little drawing and a little painting...

(That's boring, Boberdz)

Well, what the hell should I be talkin' about...

Oh yeah... I liked the pic of the outhouse... I'll buy it if the seller is willing to deliver it... He can even keep the hole in the ground and it's contents to remember it by... I could use a backup un case a tree falls on mine... BTW, the old people used to call them "Roosevelt houses" because back in Depression FDR had the WPA go out and build a couple hundred thousand of them for people... Better than sitting on an old log...

So I was camping with old boys back around 25 years ago and we'd parked Larry's Kusterer's old Dodge Fury and hiked into the woods a couple miles with real heavy backpacks filled with sardines, Iron City Beer and them tablets that you put into nasty water and turn it into semi-drinkable water... So the next morning, after a night of Iron City, sardine eatin' and drenking semi-drinkable water I needed to use the bathroom, so to speak so Mister Shovel and I went looking for just the right log... Well, just as I was getting down to business I hear a loud truck coming my way and about 20 seconds later this 4 wheel drive Chevrolet pickup came down an old logging road just 30 feet behind me??? Well, what's a hillbilly to do??? I didn't want to appear to be some kind of stuck-up, elitist hillbilly so I just waved at 'um, they waved back and continues back up in the mountain in their Chevy truck...

I'm sure that that story has been told quite a few times but not by me but by them other hillbillies... I don't care... I ain't seen it on YouTube so...

Hmmmmmmmm???

Did I tell ya'll that I had cereal for breakfast???

Well, people... This has all hurt my head so I'll have to give my poor head a little rest now...

Been fun...

(What was the fun part, Boberdz???)

Okay, maybe it hasn't been fun...

(BTW, is that little weasel, shitwronger, still here with his daily "I hate Obama" posts???)

Later...

B~