Bits 'n Pieces of Nonsense

--Flying home to Tampa the week of Thanksgiving. Plan parties now. Will fight the urge to stay.

--Received co-pay bill from St. Joe's Hospital for that time I almost pooped myself to death. $6500.00 - due immediately. Too bad my haters aren't interested in pulling a Michael Moore. What's that? Oh, a voice inside my head saying, "B*tch, at least you're not bankrupt or living in your children's basement or forced to go to Cuba for medicine." (My mom. She's a *feeler*.) She's right ya know. I'm still alive and able to wipe my own ass. So there's that.

--I've got good news and I've got bad news. The good news is I've been offered a job and we're moving into our new house soon and staying awhile. The bad news is I've been offered a job and we're moving into our new house soon and staying awhile.

--Favorite show on television. Period. Considering a Showtime subscription just to watch Season Three - starting next month. Cause Mary Louise Parker is *hot*. And, don't kid yourself, so is Matthew Modine. You heard me.

--Standing at the kitchen sink the other day, looked up and noticed Mama Bear and Baby Bear back on the porch. Almost passed out. Grabbed Becky's husband and couldn't even get the words out. He looked and then ran for the camera. Cause chivalry is dead. Why did the bears come back, you ask? Why was Mama Bear up on two feet and reaching, you wonder aloud? Mama Bear wanted the *goddamn hummingbird feeder* that Becky insists on placing outside because apparently birds can't find f*cking food on their own. I know. My own best friend doesn't even read my sh*t. In return, I'm dealing with a possible stroke event every time I walk outside the house. Loving Colorado, people. Loving it.

--Give it your best shot, but I bet they still won't comply. Cause they suck.

That's it. Happy Sunday!