...went Wii, Wii, Wii all the way home.
In case I don't talk or see anyone over the holiday... Have a great one.
Happy Holidays from Joanna and I.
Eventually we want to have people over. It all depends on when I finish the last few items left over in the kitchen and bathroom. Maybe next month after the holidays are over.
Ahhh...it's that time of year once again. Time for all of us to gather with family and friends in the spirit of love to celebrate the birth of our Lord. It's Christmas time!
This is the time of year when we get to enjoy festive decorations and lights that shine so bright; lots of mistletoe; good food; gift-giving; the sounds of excited children as they wait anxiously for Santa to arrive; and watching some guy punch the stuffing out of a dead cow.
It's Christmas time again, and we all know what that means!
Yep...the release of another "Rocky" movie. I lost count somewhere along the line, but I think this one is titled "Rocky XXXVIII."
I wonder who Rock will be duking it out with this time? I'm hoping it's that herd of dancing penguins. Given Rocky's age, it should be a good fight. They could call it "Happy Fists."
Ya can't win Rock!
everybody ROCK your haikus....
little fat Santa
upon the dashboard you sit
my yuletide wingman
Let me tell you about mine.
So I'm standing in my bathtub this morning taking a shower, rockin some Christmas music on the radio and thinking about what I have to do at work today. Got a nice lather going...Axe Recovery Bodywash....gotta give the ladies what they want.
Normal morning right? Little did I know....
All of a sudden, I hear a **POP** and then my Pollenex handheld showerhead stops working. What the.....
So I slide over to the front of the tub to try to get a closer look at the showerhead connection. I made one BIG mistake however. I should have turned off the water first because just then I was greeted by the rest of the showerhead hardware, followed by a "bullseye hit" to a highly sensitive area from a pressurized stream of water. EEEYYYAAAHHHH!!!!! It was like getting hit by a power washer set at "Etch."
As I tried to lean out of the way, my soapy shoulder came into contact with the shower wall...**SQUEAK**, **CRASH**, **BOOM**!
I live next door to a couple of nice old ladies. My screams and all the other noise must have scared them because moments later, I hear some frantic knocking on my apartment door followed by, "Haywood...are you alright in there?"
I was late for work today.
Ahh...deer season is once again upon us. Time for all the deer hunters to don their spiffy orange hats and camouflage threads, cover themselves in deer urine and go sit in a tree or a bush somewhere with a cannon so they can gun down Bambi as she passes by.
I often wonder what it would be like if God gave animals the ability to hold and fire weapons. Then deer hunting would be a legitimate sport. I would enjoy opening my daily newspaper to the hunting page searching for that photo of a ten point buck holding a rifle, his hoof proudly atop the belly of some laid out, drunk, stogie-sucking hunter who made the mistake of passing this particular deer on his way to take a leak.
I went to hunting camp one year with my ex-wife's brothers who live in the UP. I wanted to see for myself what all the hoopla was about. I remember we played a lot of cards, drank a ton of beer and MD 20/20, and I saw the biggest stack of porn magazines I've every seen accumulated in one place. And stink....I remember spending a good portion of my time searching for pockets of healthy breathing air. (Some of her brothers really should think about seeing a doctor.) Only one of the guys ended up getting a deer. No wonder.
I think they would have had much better success getting a deer if they just drove down one of those back roads and waited for one to come out of the woods and jump in front of their car.
Who's up for some fishing?
My goodness!
There were actually NO POSTS showing!
YIKES!
Well, at least there is this one.
I handed out one key... we'll see how it goes :)