Saturday Night


Yanno, this is one of those nights where a can of Campbells Chicken Noodle soup really hit the spot.  Yes, this is a part of the dazzling south metro urbanite lifestyle.

It kinda sorta makes ya want to move here so you can be as cold as I am, huh?



It’s damn cold out there today.  There’s no other way of saying it.  It’s just damn cold.  How cold is it Jim?  Well let me tell ya.  It’s a rather tropical -7F (-22C) and that’s after it warmed up.  No, you really don’t wanna know how cold it was when I got out of bed this morning.  Let’s just say that it was cooler.  No, I really didn’t wanna get out of a nice warm bed.

The door going out onto my deck is frozen shut.  Lucky me.  I get to spend this weekend thawing it out so I can get it opened once again.  In the meanwhile, I had to bundle up like Randy so I could go change the water for the birds, check on their feed and refill the bunny feed dish.  Word must be out about the bunny feed dish since it was empty and there are tracks all over the place ow.  Bear in mind we had snow yesterday which pretty much covered up all previous tracks.  It must be party at Jim’s house time for them.

And I’m beginning to think that I have trolls or leprechauns or Republicans visiting in the middle of the night leaving dirty laundry because I can’t figure out where all this laundry came from for this week.  Lordy mercy!  Am I running a Chinese laundry now?