This is for Java. I saw the pretty pinky sunrise coming so I threw on clothes and walked over to the bridge with the tripod yesterday. The sunrises are steadily marching to the right.
Unbelievable but true. In case you didn't click the link, it's for the new "cooking with testicles" cookbook. I bet now you'll click the link. Hey, maybe it's time to recycle excreted matter too. I mean hey, my dog eats shit, the flies eat it, it can't be all that bad right?
I actually started writing 19 for the year on a check I was filling out yesterday. That my friends is a farting brain.
The stake-out continues. They are not there 24/7 though. They leave for lunch or to tow cars periodically. I don't get it, they must get some kind of reward for "catching" him. They are not police guys, they are tow truck guys. I don't know why they don't just tow his car. It's all very perplexing. So far, the guy downstairs has been holed up for 48 hours. I'll keep you posted.
Remember how I moaned about the chamber of commerce networking mixer? Yeah, I got a call from the college wanting to know if I'm available to give an evening course.
I knew it! When I worked at the Ritz Carlton and the gaggifying motto was "Smile, you're on stage," I learned that even fake smiling puts one into a better mood. Apparently it is impossible to feel sad while doing a big fake smile. I know it IS possible to feel animosity while smiling, as that was something else I learned at the Ritz.
Have you done this? It's really funnier if you do hairstyles of the opposite sex. It's good for wasting an hour of your time.