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Nothin' Doin'
Sunday, 2005 May 15 - 1:45 pm
Well, I had a lot planned for today, but I may end up just sitting around.

Nothing like a night of beer and poker to cause one's best-laid plans to go agley. It also makes for some stinky farting, but I'll spare you the details of that.

I did win a hundred bucks last night, so it wasn't for nothing. But I was also out until 3:00 a.m., and when I got home, I was too tired to even blog. Sheesh. At least, gloriously, I could sleep in this morning. Some of the other folks who were playing had kids and spouses and churches awaiting them. Poor bastards. When the alarm clock went off at 9:00 a.m., I laughed (in a BWAHAHAHA kind of way) and I turned it off.

But now, all the things I was going to do today (clean the house, go to the driving range, go shopping, do yard work) seem laughable. The more enticing activity is to grab a book and read. I suppose I could take a lawn chair to the park, and do my reading there; at least I would get outdoors and walk around a little. But there's a chance of rain today.

By the way, I hate when the weather forecast calls for a 50% chance of rain. In other words, what they're saying is "It might rain... and it might not."* WELL, THAT SURE IS USEFUL. I think I could have gotten just a good a forecast from the cashier at the Food Lion.

And speaking of the Food Lion, I actually do need to go grocery shopping, and I should take the opportunity to check if Midol Girl is there. So maybe I'll at least get that done.

On a completely unrelated note, I sort of know this guy who's going to be one of the Professors on "The Real Gilligan's Island 2", on TBS. Or more specifically, I know a couple of girls who were interested in dating him. He was a nice guy, but he struck me as a little bit spacey. It'll be interesting to watch him on TV.

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*Actually, here in the South, they'd probably say "It might could rain, and it might couldn't." Argh.
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Comment #1 from Speaker (Guest)
2005 May 16 - 3:40 pm : #
does this count as stalking?
Comment #2 from Travis Tidmore (Guest)
2005 May 16 - 11:01 pm : #
I live in the panhandle of Texas and I find it best, to just choose something you want to wear and wear it no matter what the weathermen say, cause more often than not, they will be wrong.

My favorite is when they say a 10% chance of rain.

Oh Really 10%? Thats like me saying, on any given day in the year there is a possibility for rain, Come on you think I don't know it could maybe rain today, or it could maybe not, thanks for nothing.

If I got my job right the same percent of the time that most weathermen do, I'd be fired.

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