…and then?

I think that I have a thumbprint on my calf.

Everything between my clavicles and my waist is Under Construction.

My ex-wife told me today that my daughter is afraid of me. What kind of screwy bullshit is THAT? Every time I talk to this chick, I wish that I could go back in time to just before I proposed to her and slap the SHIT out of my younger self.

Anyway…

*lookin' @ my watch*

Any minute now, some chick is gonna tell me how I hate women.

*Thelma Evans-class eye roll*

Whutiver…yer wrong and I'm not arguing with you about it. I hate dumb women. If you're not a dumb woman, then I'm not talking to or about you.

*paradigm shift*

Ain't it great to be alive?

You see that dummy try to outrun the police and get tased today? FAIL!

Anyway…I have a lot on my mind, but little to say tonight.

Peace…