A Tired Rambling Mind Asks Questions
Whupped. Beat. Tired.
Yeah, I’m either observant or whiny depending on what you read in today’s horoscope for Libras. (It’s what it said. I’m not making this up.)
But, with that said, all is well in Comaland.
But I’m not getting this. Not at all. Could someone explain?
And I hadn’t heard this either recently, but then again, I’ve heard it for a few years as well usually in juke joints in west Tennessee where there is Pabst Blue Ribbon available for a buck. I still think Bill Richardson is in the running for VP, but one never knows.
KAG asks a good question. Why would Wal-Mart sell used merchandise as new? Pondering, pondering.
Oh, yeah, Stephen King is right. Again.
Finally, my new favorite word is douchenozzle.









