So, yeah... I'm late getting back here AGAIN. I hope I don't get yelled at by the hoardes of salivating fans who impatiently await my next entry (heheh.. yeah, riiiiight). HEY! Wake up over there! I'm posting!
*squinting eyes ala Clint Eastwood in the spaghetti westerns of old*
"D'ya feel lucky, punk?"
*screwing up Clint's movies*
"Well, d'ya?"
*Dodging a slap by the orangutan*

Anyhoo... enough of him -- he'll get an Oscar and I'll be forgotten like yesterday's news.

Let's talk about me.

Okay, first - had a horrid day at work today. It seems they let 4 psychos escape from the Twinkie factory and they all wound up in my dept. today. ME -- who was supposed to be sick, too! *I* had to handle them! ARGH! Well, I don't want to talk about - but just suffice it to say, they have issues... and series and volumes and page numbers. As Speedy Gonzalez so eloquently put it, "They so Loco!"

So where was I? Clint Eastwood. Primates. Fruitcakes...

Oh yeah!-- I'm officially starting a NEW book! Tres True! I'm gonna do that Chick Lit think I'd been ranting about when I first started this thingie. And I read one that's fabulously funny called "HISSY FIT" by Mary Kay Andrews and it's absolutely the type of book I want to write. So... stay tuned! I may even start it by the weekend. So far I've checked 5 books out of the library and they're all "HOW TO" researchy things for the characters to do. Heck, I even checked out "Mars and Venus in the Workplace" just to get my characterization down a little better for these 2. Now, I just need to read it and the other books....

Hmm what else? Okay, nutshell version: Bran turned the big milestone (3-0) and I got him a gourmet cake. It wasn't that good unfortunately, but I think I don't have a sophisticated enough palate to enjoy the non-sweet icing that had the consistency of Crisco. But that is just me, I'm sure. The cake itself was fantastic. And the decorations... muy bueno. My father in law came a-visitin' during Jan 18 (Bran's BD) and we had a super time. So that was good. We went bowling! Of course, it helped that we all loved THE BIG LEBOWSKI and made reference to it the whole 3 games we played (BTW we each won a game - is that playing nice with each other or what?

Tra la la... other stuff happened... but can't remember it or it's too boring to relate.

So now to more important matters like:

What the heck is CRUNK? Is it a bad word? I'm usually hip (or like to pretend I am in front of the kooky youngsters), but I was watching MTV2 the other day and they kept saying it. So now I dunno if I'm cursing or just "gettin' down wittit" when I take out lyrics and insert the word CRUNK. Like today, on the way home from work, Bran and I sang a rousing rendition of Dolly Parton's "Workin' 9 to 5" and instead of workin', we were CRUNKIN'! So maybe I'm a potty mouth.. I have no clue.