Good Morning All,

I hope everyone had a good night. I did. I'm feeling great today, so let's have some smiles and laughs.

Soon, how are you? You'll be happy to know that I sang the entire album of "He!l Freezes Over" by the Eagles last night, and Sam licked himself from head to toe, with special emphasis in the middle. Cleanest dog I've ever seen. I hope the packing went well, well as good as packing can go I guess. I hope you're ready to discuss the day, because I feel like laughing today.

Anyone else is welcome to join in with us. Soon and I tend to talk about the "bad stuff" early in the day, and then have fun afterwards. Please don't take our posts to literally, because we also tend to get out in left field at times, but we do have a good time.

Soon, if you're ready, let's get started.

Hey there! Well someone is certainly in a good mood today! That cow dung must have done something for ya last night huh?

Packing was...well...packing. After work today I'm going to pick up my sis n law and she's going to help me load it up and take it to storage. I still have a lot more to pack. A whole lot more.

So, Sam likes the Eagles? We'd get along great then. Sounds like Sam and I have the same taste in music. When he's licking himself to the music of a slow tune, does he lick slowly? And does he speed up the licking when a fast tune is on?

You do live in Arkansas, correct?

Sam is pretty talented, he licks on the beat usually. Do you really like the Eagles? I saw them in concert a few years ago, and it was awesome. It was nearly a religious experience. They are my all time favorites.

How do you and sis-in-law get along? Is H coming back early? I'm full of questions I guess.

Cow manure is excellent for the body and mind. My skin is so soft and fragant after a day of walking around in poop. I would highly recommend it.

How did yesterday go? Did you miss me yesterday? I went to bed last night thinking, "I wish had talked to Soon more yesterday?"

Yep, I live in Arkansas. Not everyone from here is in-bred you know. I am of course, but not everyone. I know someone who's not.

Yep, love the Eagles. I should have made it clear that sisnlaw is my brothers wife, not from my H side of the family. And we get along great, she's more of a sister than an in-law. H told me when he left he was coming back today, he also told me that he was driving down himself...which was a lie. So, I don't know how he plans on getting back. And his voice mail at work says he will be out of town until 4/3, so it was all just another lie. I'm not asking him if he's coming home today, he can come home when he's ready. I'm doing fine without him.

Fragrant, excellent for the body and mind? You are NOT right! Which reminds me of a story. I love to listen to my mom and dad tell stories from when they were young. My mom has a cousin, Marilyn. And someone told them when they were little, around 10 or 11 I think, that chicken poop would make their boobs grow. So, Marilyn rubbed chicken poop on her boobs. I think it may have worked.

Ofcourse I missed you yesterday! I had nothing to laugh at, or make me smile. But it was good to hear from Thankful, I hope they make it and I have faith that they will.

I sat down on the porch last night for a couple minutes and wrote part of a song. The first line of the chorus is, "And the tears fell on Arkansas". It's not finished yet though, I still have more work to do.

I can't write worth a flip. I can write the first verse and chorus and then after that my mind draws a blank. When I write it's always about something personal that's happened to me or someone I know. I guess I just have so much to say about the subject that it's hard to put it all in one song. So my words end up getting jumbled and making no sense.

So, I decided to use Arkansas in the song. But there will be nothing in there about in-bred's.

I sometimes write lyrics, so I'll help you out.

Chicken poop huh? Think it will help guys any? If I write a song for you, I'll email it, so nobody will copy our creation.

I don't know about chicken poop helping the guys out any, I seen on MB somewhere where someone had posted a "penis size" thread. Maybe you should check on there and see!

Are you busy today? I am a little busier than usual. It's Wednesday so I have payroll to do.

I guess H is not coming home today as he called earlier and was still there. It just amazes me the lies that he tells, for no aparent reason. Which is sorta what my song is about. The fog of WS. The chorus goes like this:

And the tears fell on Arkansas
As the storm blew in that night
I'm tired of your lies
It's time for goodbye.

It would be neat for you to write a song for me. Then when it goes on a cd, your name would be in the credits! .....written by Tired41. You could get famous!

That song sounds pretty sad. Maybe something like

"The sun blazed hot that afternoon,
Standing in manure and thinking of Soon,
Soon I'll feel better, Soon I can smile
Do I wipe off my boots, or let it dry for a while."

I don't know about any credit, might be some jail time involved in my writings. I usually take songs already written and change the lyrics to fit my purpose. Some of worked on include:
"There Ain't No Way to Hide Sweet Shirley's Thighs"
"Way Down Yonder on the Fourche-ahootchie"
"Basset Hound Auction Song"

and various other smash hits of equal quality. No wonder Sam licks himself"

Oh my God. Are you on medication today? If not, you might just want to take a little trip over to the dr and get your brain checked out. Just joshing you! I like it, I like it when I laugh and smile a lot. And you don't have any problem with helping me out.

I'd like to be a fly on the wall in your house one evening when you're in these moods. I bet when you're out with friends you are the life of the party.

I cannot for the life of me write happy songs. Their either sad songs or songs about someone who's extremely pissed off.

What's for lunch today? I'm having swedish meatballs with noodles. It's not South Beach, I made it myself. Well, actually I pulled a Tired41 last night and pulled it out of the freezer. But I did stick it in the microwave so I guess that counts for something. I seriously need to go to the grocery store...the only food I have in the house is baby food and although I'm not a picky eater, I just don't crave smashed up green beans too often.

There's something to be said about frozen food. Someone at work tried to sell me some pots and pans one time, and I looked at them with a confused look and said, "Everything I cook comes with cookware already frozen on it". They didn't bother me anymore.

Think I'm a little crazy huh? You may be right. I'd like you to be at my house when I have people over, but don't be a fly, you might get swatted.

I guess someone has to write said songs. You know Elton John says that sad songs say so much. Maybe you just have a lot to say then.

Don't know about lunch. I'm getting hungry though. Oh, my whopper yesterday didn't cause me any grief. I have to go out again tomorrow, so please don't be mad at me. My boss actually wants me to work, can you believe the nerve?

That "Tired 41" thing may become the mantra of frozen foods. "Whats for dinner tonight honey? I'm wore out, think I'll just Tired41 something". Sounds good, I like it.

You mean to tell me that they pay you...and expect you to work in return? That's the biggest crock I have ever heard of. Some nerve.

This having to leave to actually do work is becoming a habit. Do you have to go design a chicken house tomorrow? I used to raise chickens when I was little. I sold the eggs for .50 a dozen. When I grow up and win the lottery I'm gonna buy me a big [censored] farm and you can design all of my "stuff". OK?

I love to cook. But it's hard to cook for just one person. And since I'm all by my lonesome this week I've not done much cooking at all. I like to cook but I also like things that are fast and easy.

There is a man that works here that's as full of shat as a Christmas turkey. OOOOOOHHHHH I'm so ticked right now. He just told the biggest lie, claims that I told him something that I never did. Men.

Men, can't live with 'em, pass the beernuts. That's a thing we men do, claim someone told us something, and we actually believe it. A good stapler upside the head usually clears the fog pretty good. I shouldn't be telling you this, since I'm a man, and took the oath to annoy and disconcert all females possible for as long as I live. Hope they don't kick me out of the club!

I'm really not sure what's on tap for tomorrow. I'm sure it will be another fun filled day. I know it will be about 6 hours of drive time, yuck!

What do you like to cook? What is your favorite food to eat?

Six hours! That's a long drive, where do you have to go? This must be a pretty important chicken house!

I like to cook all different kinds of stuff. Mainly from a box. Hamburger Helper is my favorite thing to cook. My favorite food to eat, hmmmm. That's a good question. Stoeffers Lasagna...no really...I don't know. I like everything!

What about you?

MMMMM, oh yes. These balls taste so good. So juicy. Good times.

I work with this guy who, well he's funny. And he doesn't try to be funny. I can hardly understand what he is saying half the time. When he talks he sounds like he has no teeth, but he has teeth. Anyway, he's been a little upset the last couple of days becuase his wife wont get a job. He was in here telling me this morning that he had a hot tub out on his deck and it tore up sometime back, he sent the motor off to have it fixed but they couldn't fix it. So, he bought another one but hasn't put it in yet. He said he was not going to put it in until his wife got a job. It could sit there and rot, he was not going to put it in. He said he told his wife this...."I'll put the hot tub in when you get a job"...and you know what she told him....that if he would go ahead and put the hot tub in that it would "help" her get a job. I thought that was so funny.

I told him that if he'd buy my lunch the rest of the week that it would "help" me get his paycheck right.

Well, have you deserted me?

The "liar" that I work with just came in the office. I chased him outta here with a bat. Yes, we keep a bat in here under the desk...I don't have any idea why. He just insists that he came down here yesterday and asked me about a part he ordered and I told him that they couldn't get it. Little sawed off pr.....ooops. Sorry.

I'm still here. I got busy for a while. A bat works even better than a stapler.

That's pretty good thinking about the hot tub. It's much easier to read the help wanted ads while soaking in a hot tub. Everyone knows that.

I'm like you Soon. My favorite depends on what I'm in the mood for. I love Christmas balls. Good times.

You packing again tonight? If you're not busy, you should drive over to my house. Sam and I will entertain you with song and dance.