Started this funny stuff last month in sheer desperation to catch a breath from duty, dearth (of humanity) and a desire to break out of established molds. You know… what they used to call a mid-life crisis.

I had a good time with it last time, so I decided I’d add it as a monthly gig to my box of ‘shut-up and eat it’, (which incidentally also happens to be a monthly meal for my family too).

I think Forrest Gump’s mom referred to mixed expectations as a box of chocolates, but as my tagline implies, ya never know what you’re gonna get… plus, I want to apply this new word I’ve learned  – whatevs… It’s how you feel when life gives you a big fat break – finally! Could be time for another trip to the tropics soon, but in the meantime… ha. ha. ha…it’s my party, I can fun if I want to.

Everyone loves to find a pair of killer shoes!

‘Cause the other type is a lot of doe…  …*slipping away quietly now*

…And they’re thinkin’…. thinkin’….

Or someone who didn’t realize the deal he could get on just the balls….

But only for the Willing…

…and asks, ‘Which way to 2th street“? …

…. and all these years I thought mom was referring to my wallet whenever I heard her say, “There goes cents-less again”…

Bahahahahahahaaaaahahaha… … Definitely, my kind of ape-shiz crazy….

I tried one of those Facebook test things. I shouldn’t have been surprised. … heh, heh, rawr!

Now that you’ve had this unrequested insight into my demented state of mind, I hope I haven’t scared you off from the other regular goings-on around here …

See you at the funny farm or maybe a hot, luscious island. If not, have a fab June or if that’s too tall an order, at least the best weekend you can manage. Cheers!

RL