We're supposed to get walloped later tonight and all day tomorrow by another monster storm, I guess.  So these past couple of days of bliss were the calm before. 

In the days of my youth, back on the farm, when news of a coming storm came around, we used to stoke up the wood-burning stove, roll a fatty, and hunker down with some good porn — er, I mean, a good book or board games like Boggle, Monopoly, and Yahtzee!

Nowadays, we've got OxyContin, 600 channels of Reality TV, and the internet.  Now, that's progress. 

Since I don't have a morning commute to face, I thought I'd browse and see what I could come up with, as far as amusements for a snow-day.

I could spend hours and hours gabbing with my new gal pal, Lissa Harris, who has so kindly offered to school me in elocution and etiquette.  It's kind of like a reverse-Pygmalion scenario, where I'm the pig (of the male chauvinist variety, of course).  I've got a long way to go before I'm able to speak correctly (I have to think correctly first), but...

With a little bit...with a little bit...
With a little bit of luck, He's movin' up.
With a little bit...with a little bit...
With a little bit of bloomin luck!

It's all a bit overwhelming at the moment, though.

So, instead, I think I'll spend some time at my favorite new blog, I can has cheez burger.  To call it a blog is not quite accurate.  It's actually a portal — a wormhole, if you will — to another dimension...







I should have warned you.  You have to take the OxyContin first.

I'm listing another campaign item for sale on eBay, before it's too late, too, by the way.  A little something I got from Obama's bus when I rode with him during the Gospel Tour. 

I'll probably spend the better part of my snow day in another dimension, checking back in every now and again to see those bids rolling in on eBay.  I'm gonna be a millionaire for sure! (And me talk pretty one day, too!)