President Pussy bent over to have someone eyeball his ass while Dick was poking around in the oval office.

I'm sure there's fodder in there somewhere for a joke or two.

sausage biscuit for breakfast
strawberries and cream for lunch
Italian breaded chicken & sushi for supper
caramallo for dessert.

I'm off to the pool to read East of Eden and/or write deep meaningful thoughts in my journal.

I called Cox to have my cable guide subscribtion canceled. I was on hold for at least 15 minutes when the guy finally answered the whole process took 2 minutes or maybe less. What I got a kick out of was when I told him I wanted to cancel it, he said I needed to give him permission to take that off my account. "uh, sure."

Ok, if I want something removed and call to have it removed, doesn't the fact that I'm calling give you permission to remove it?

What if I said no? Then what? They'll keep billing me until I give them my permission to stop billing me. I never gave them permission to start billing me to begin with. I gave them permission to come into my house and tinker around until I got 68 channels that I hardly watch, but, billing? No, don't remember agreeing to that.

My hand is getting better. The weather is getting hotter. And what I sat down to tell you has completely escaped. I'm off to the pool to read.

East of Eden incase you're interested and I knew you secretly were.

Between hand surgery and looking around for a new car, I've found out who my true friends are and I don't have as many I as thought I did.