Around midnight I had to dig under my bed for me trusty shotgun to waste a bunch of loudly romancing possums in the gum tree outside my window. Got the buggers!!! Then at 3am, the clueless loser would-be biker boy next door decided to overhaul his machine - and I hadta waste his sorry drongo a$# too. At 6am - the sulphur crested cockatoos began their dawn flyover exercises - it's 7:32 am and the magpies have now joined in this bright little morning chorus.
And I haven't had my coffee yet................. And after all me gaddings in here yesterday, it has been brought to my attention that today I should maybe do some WORK.... fer a change... grin...
... so here I am, smiling at you. (When I smile, I'm very dangerous - I hope you don't have a problem with that.... down in Texas..... ) SMILE...
"Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, champagne in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming.