tbs

i just realized, this blog truly sucks. content: really not that interesting. writing: yuck. format: sub par but ok.

you know what, that reminds me. why is the expression for crappy work 'sub par?' i mean, if you are actually playing golf and you play sub-par golf, you are doing really well. shouldn't we say: 'man, your work is really over par. i mean seriously dude, you suck. you are totally a triple bogey.' just a thought anyway.

i'm tired and a little crabby. robin is sick...i feel bad for her. dog wanted to bite me this morning. the dog shouldn't bite me. but my coworkers can bite me.

wow, i need to pull up and out of this storm.

some animal was making some kind of weird noise in our backyard last night. around 1:30am it sounded like someone dropped a burlap sack in our yard containing a couple of angry, rabid state park raccoons. then oliver wanted out at 2:50. then he cried off and on the rest of the night. so i got about 3hrs of good sleep and the rest was junk sleep. i guess i should be a little crabby.

komodo dragon this morning. my favorite sb blend. things are looking up...