Newscoma

I’ve got a lot going on in my cranium this a.m. which includes that if I don’t eat soon, someone is going to get cut. And just not your random cutting, but a complete beat-down.

It would behoove me, you know, to just go make myself a sammich but you know how that goes. Much of this goes back to that one of my borrowed computers went all death blue screen yesterday (Not this one, the other one)  and I’m not used to working on PCs. This, of course, has nothing to do with me being hungry but it was on my mind. You see, that’s the beauty of blogging. You can write about being hungry, being a homicidal idiot and then post cool pictures which I am about to do.

So, I will show you things that amuse me.

This is my friend, The Engineer, who drives an actual train which thrills me to no end. I, of course, want to kidnap his wife, The Grad Student, Maxey, and the Squirrel Goddess and hop on a boxcar without him knowing it. Of course, he would know it but it would be fun nonetheless.

Can I actually hijack a boxcar with a cooler full of beer? Well, I just might try.

This is a very spirited fantasy for myself when I can’t even find the energy to make lunch, but it’s how I spend my carefree days full of whimsical fantasy.

It’s Saturday, and this might be good advice for you if your Friday was anything like mine was.

On to other things, why in the HELL would any corporation reach out to Mommybloggers and then diss them?  This falls into the category of Stupidest Marketing Plan Of The Week. Go get ‘em, Katie.

My friend Skyhawk BBGirl sent me this photo. She is tormenting me with these scary beasts.

Now do you see the evil in the catfish’s gaping mouth with it’s odd tentacles jutting out of their grubby, slimy cheeks. Catfish are evil and I will continue to preach this message because, well, because I”m bored right now and because they give me a case of the wiggums.

Alright, done with the navelgazing. I need to go find something to do.