Hey hey, hey hey hey, hey I ain't bein ' rude, I swear it (yeah yeah, butt for the record, you don't have a clue just how much that confuses,
me), I want to respond to each and every one of y'all, I do I do I truly do, stuff's just confuzzeled more than, um, normal?...yeah okay, let's go with, "normal".
Okay so here's the thing, things are different around the ol' homestead, been gettin' differenty for a while, not in the average everyday gettin' a little different by barely even noticed unless your lookin', increments, kinda way, but more the nonagenarian everyday if your so lucky type things, gettin' different at the drop of a Pat's hat, g
ah-ahh-lly suuuhprize suuuhprize, kinda way.
So my time has been juggled & rejuggled, and even jarred and pickled by Gherkin, is what I'm sayin' , but I'ma gonna try and get on here more, perhaps on some kind of a *gulp* schedule, maybe some times between done for the night and the start of a new day, you know, depending on medication regiments, um, mine, not Mama's
Think it's the only way I can pull it off, and one fine Flakey, of the most secret world domineering, New Zealand Flakies (Flakeys?..hmm, whatever), she has kindly offered up a swell pat'ent pending time management idear, to have me, what was that again, Flake, muzzled?... gagged?....curfew-ed?...eh, fine ideas all is what I'm thinkin'.
I'll figure it out, I do that sometimes (squeal that to the masses and I'll find the time to hunt ya down), so now ya'll have been duly warned, so no whinin's
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Oh yeah, and the silver lining, well let's see, whattya's think about that if you see me on the board when the moon is nigh, or high, depending on your state, geographic or mental makes no never mind to me, you can tell me to shut the hell up and get my fat asshat to bed
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Yeah mm-hmm, that should work out just swell
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