Up at six and doing my impression of Einstein drinking coffee, except without all the brains and such.
Looks like it's going to be a real Tuesday out there today folks so be sure to wear clean underwear, even if they're not yours. Owning your own pair of clean underwear may be a luxury but it's not always a deal breaker. It's like I always say - "don't ask, don't tell, but never let them find you smell." Really, I do say that. All the time. To myself mostly, but I've never heard anyone dispute it yet. Of course, I mostly roll commando but that's a secret I'll take with me to the grave.
Damn, I forgot how terrible I am at keeping secrets.
Still too cold for me to take a walk so I suppose I'll get to work instead. This mouse isn't going to push itself around. I meant that in a literal sense of course, and not from a position of power and control over something that can't defend itself. I may be many things but a bully is not one of them. Truth be known, I'm actually kind of afraid of the thing. It doesn't have any eyes and yet I can still feel it staring at me, judging me, until I cover its face with my hand and move it back and forth to keep it off balance. Wow. Maybe I'm paranoid AND a bully.
You can learn so much about yourself on a Tuesday. Which is what today is. A Tuesday. But you knew that already didn't you?
A Tues-tastic tune: Buddy Holly "That'll Be The Day"