Happy Thanksgiving

Just a quick blurb to say Happy Turkeyday to the world.  I wish good things for all people.  I have spent the morning reacquainting myself to my physical age of 41.  Who ever said 40 was the new 30 can bite me.  I don't feel 41 in dog years or anything.  Which how do you measure dog years???  How do relate horse power to cars??  Who's the horse in this study??  What if the dog was hyper?  or had a condition?  I'm just sayin.  Are dogs living to older ages these days?  What about that dog in all the ED commercials?  The one chasing the "STICK" (did I go there?  Oh yeah)?  How old is he?  Just wondering.  One last thought to show just how good of shape I'm in.  My new favorite thing .... Sleep.  I love sleep. 

Peace,

J

Mediocrates Strikes Again

Let me just say that when your day starts out with your 2 year old jumping squarely on your testicles, you gotta know its a potentially gonna be a bad day.  I of course scream appropriately.  Not Mel Gibsons cry freedom from Braveheart mind you, but my balls are basically waffles at this point.  So of course my wife gets mad at me for screaming.  What can I say, sympathy is not her strong suit.  Disdain.... Now there's a gift that keeps on giving.  Anyways my eyes are crossed and I'm in the doghouse before I can even get out of bed.  From there things just kinda went down hill.  So its nighttime, I'm doing my paper work, and I thought I would take a moment to share. 

Goodnight World, and Bite Me (just not on the testicles)