Hey does anybody ever read the titles to people's blog entries? Do you ever get ticked off when the entry has nothing apparent to do with the title? Yeah, me too. And, whew, sometimes when a blogger uses too many words in italics. Yek. Makes me want to shave my head and move to bananaland, lemme tell ya.
Oh, that's better. Now, here's something I've done several times, but because I'm lonely (and hungry – on that note, what's for dinner, T-Bone? Oh, I don't know) while my family is out of town, I'll subject anyone who'll read this to yet another installment (my, this sentence is getting really loooong) of what I'll be doing while my family is out of town for a few days:
1. Renting a chipper/shredder and turning a whole lotta tree branches into mulch.
2. Rebuilding our fence from where the tree-cutting dudes had to knock it down to get to two of the trees they cut down.
3. Charring meat on the ol' grill (and chasing it with a tasty beverage).
4. Possibly watching part of the NASCAR Nextel Cup race on TV on Sunday ... and realizing it's taking place about 15 miles from my house. Freaky!
5. Being glad I'm not actually at the race (been there, done that, spilled beer on the T-shirt) this year because of the traffic. Who knew that cramming a quarter-million people into one place would jam up the roads? Good thing nobody loses their temper or has been drinking all day in the hot sun!
6. Dealing with race fans who forget that the race does not take place on the open road. Put down the beer and steer with both hands, Speedy Don't-hit-me! Slooow it down, mister. Hey lady, do you kiss your mother with that mouth?
7. Chilling out with the dog and having one-sided discussions about municipal politics with my dog (there's an election in May! A recall election a few months ago threw five city councilman out of office, so my city doesn't have a council – there are only two people on it! What do you think about that, Gypsy?).
8. Updating my blogroll because people keep moving around.
9. Visiting some of the long-lost blogs I've not read in awhile. Of course, I'm the one who got lost.
10. Missing my peeps and anxiously awaiting their return on Wednesday night.
Oh, and in case you really are bothered by this blog's title, I'll write something about it: yummy! How's that? Later!
you sound a lot like a man who likes to have his family right there with him. And your blog title is really wierd.
What's the deal with Nascar?
around and around and around..boooring
ha
Guess there will be no morning sex to write about if your peeps are outta town! ;-(
have to admit...that title just jumped right out at me.