Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Well - either she really trusts me or just doesn't like me that much.
I'm doing single parent duty again. Yup - I am the sole voice of reason in the house. Well - sometimes the boys get the best of me, after all I'm not one to turn down good ideas.
Last time the squaw was gone I gave the boys mohawks. I don't think that's in the plan this go round. . .
I have been thinking though of rearranging the living room - so perhaps I'll do that. . .
Things are always a little more hectic when the squaw is away, and I need to follow my ideal schedule that I set for myself a little more closely, otherwise everything falls in disarray. I'm glad to say though that there are no dirty dishes (Don't use them, just our fingers in the peanut butter, and drinking straight from the milk jug) - and there are clean clothes. The clothes aren't put away, just clean.
I sure wish that there was an application - or something I could use to implant a sound byte into the blog. For this particular blog I don't want to go full audio - because I just have a sound byte I want to use. Perhaps I need to brush up on some Html - because I like to think that my posts are interactive. I hope most of you have found the easter eggs that lead to the alternate universes; the alternates aren't fully developed, but it's early in the creation - Earth wasn't built in a week you know. . . (what's that?) . . . well . . .
There really is no agenda for today's blog. Perhaps you are catching the vibe. It is pure psychological nudity. . . what you see is what you get. I have an idea - let's have a little fun; every one of you reading this just drop a little note in the insights. It could be a one word comment: Here. (For example) Or you could say what's on your mind - it can even be totally unrelated to the blog. I know I've been wondering just who is that kid with the Oreo cookie. . . you'd figure after 50 years or so they would've figured it out.