This particular Sunday night I am even more tired than usual - a tired that's as much inside as outside. The reasons for that are unimportant, the outcome will be a very short post with absolutely no significance anywhere.
If Peyton Manning's neck injury isn't fully healed very soon the Indianapolis Colts should consider joining Division II of the NCAA. Did you see any of their game today?
(I saw about 10 minutes of it. Slept through the rest of it.)
Audacity and Lion don't play well together.
Sometimes life needs a big plate of good wings and a bowl of dressing for dipping. The wings should be pretty spicy, but not too much vinegar. And forget the napkin; wear an old T-shirt.
After the wings, ice cream.
We're supposed to have temps in the mid-teens this week. That's the three-digit teens.
Heavy sigh.
Jack can tell time. Every evening at 5:30 his ears go up and he gives me with that, "Now?" look.
HP is out of the tablet business and is getting out of the computer business too. They've gone out to buy Macs.
They're starting to push the fall lineup of new shows. Just when you thought it couldn't get any worse....
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Except for The Sing-Off, of course.
Oh, "new" show. Right. Nevermind. = )
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