As Meg Brazill once said...

"You shouldn't have let me go to sleep if you wanted me to get up!"

I know how he feels. I should have been asleep for most of the 80s.
But no, people kept waking me up.


We're right in the middle of winter here. The older I get, the more
I HATE winter. Shovel snow. Be cold. Give all our money
to the oil company. Get stuck behind drivers who act as
if they've never seen snow/ice before ("Hey!! What IS this stuff??
It's cold! It's slippery! There are only two options - I can either
drive 5 mph and hold up the rest of the world, OR, I can drive
90 mph and wind up with my SUV on top of a 10-foot high
snow bank . . . hmm, decisions, decisions.")


Had almost no work at all in January, except for the one place that
keeps "forgetting" to mail the checks. For some reason, THAT
place wants to hire me. Feh!


Anyway, happy Waitangi Day. And you thought I'd forget!
Oh, wait - I DID forget . . it was yesterday.

A Sign O' The Times

I still haven't much to say, but all of a sudden people I know
are opening "Etsy" accounts . . . so I figured I'd throw them
a plug. The economy sucks! Buy some stuff!!!

It won't help YOUR financial woes, but maybe the "stuff"
will make you warm and fuzzy . . . heh . . .

No, I don't get anything from them. I just get to know
I turned you on to some cool stuff. I'm that kind of guy.
Um . . yeah. Oh, go look. What the hell.

Art:
Crescentdragon [this one just started]

Knitwear:
RinTheRed [her knitting needles are famous in rock 'n' roll - heh]


I have talented friends, I guess. No, it doesn't rub off.
I can't make much of anything, besides noise. Noise
is what I do. The market for noise is diminishing
rapidly.

Walking On Water

I'll assume by now everyone has seen the pics of the plane that
had to ditch in the Hudson River . . . here are some of the
passengers waiting to be picked up:

Unbelievable!

How fortunate that the plane was chartered by the folks

going to the "Jesus Family Reunion" . . .