Snoozed for a full 2 hours this morning – possibly a new record! Headed off to work looking and feeling like a pile of shit. A pile of shit wearing a white shirt with Barnhardt stains and a 3-year-old shirt that looks to be twice that. Sounds like somebody had a case of the Mondays!
Nothing exciting gone on as of late. Figured I’d take one last scour of the hard drive for video that I haven’t over exposed. Found this little terd. It’s from 2004. Back when Girdy hadn’t begun masking his baldness and Spoar was all chin and bosom. No, it’s not particularly funny, but throw a catchy tune in the background and I’ll watch it!
Think that about brings to a close my ongoing look back at fun times from the past. Seems like we’ve all moved on, so I must look to the future. Evidently a future where no one hangs out any more. No one drinks any more. No one parties any more. Is this what life’s all about? If so, I want out. Way out. Out into a land where every day I must eat myself out of a hickory stick-filled gymnasium, making brief stops along the way to sip at fountains of chocolate milk.
Truthfully, I gotta figure this is all just a slump. I’m the least optimistic person I’ve ever known but even I must believe there’s still good times ahead. Does Barnhardt have to be the one to fire it up? I’ve finished bringing sexy back, guess I can start working on fun.