This weekend, all hands on deck.

Deck, you dorks. DECK.
Not DICK.

Today CANNOT be Friday

Was I in a coma?
I know I slept through my Thursday @ 2p,
but where did everything else go?

Thankfully it was nothing stronger than congestion
and a wicked coughcoughhackspit.

Actually, I don't spit.

Nevermind.

Ugh. Nasty.

We've got the flu over here.
Back in a bit.

Cough. Cough. Hack.

Is it just me, or ?

Most likely typical of a segment of my demographic, I've got some pre-mixed|non-stop tribal techno just this side of disco pounding through my iBuds...and I cringe when I hear some over-the-top "diva" declare her love for the crowd, the beautiful (read: gay, white, male + hot (read: wealthy) Asians, and, of course, Latinos.

Like I heard some 20 years ago...what's a bunch of guys dancing on the deck of the Intrepid gonna solve? referring, at the time, to a largely gay white male segment of the community.

We must be Generation A.

I know what I'm talking about.
Generation O.

STIHL.

Brush your teeth?