Balls and Walnuts
more than you ever wanted to know
No excuse.
So how is it that Dean, who has a million things going on at once, has time to write a worthwhile post, while I can barely find the energy to generate video links? This poor blog is a shadow of its former self. Has it come to this, that I need to start rerunning past hits, perhaps the Camel Toe extravaganza or some of the Cosmo 13s? Or would the stench of desperation become asphyxiating?
Here. This was good for a few laughs. Heaven knows I can’t seem to manage any these days.
D.
Kitty! →
A post that is nothing but kvetching is a worthwhile post?
Hey, I’m not even a little part Jewish, am I allowed to say ‘kvetching’?
At least you had something to say . . .
Of course you can say kvetching. Yiddish is everyone’s birthright.
But, I bet I’m not the only one of your followers who feverishly check your page for those so provactive posts you often share.
Thanks, Lucie. I have a good one in mind, too, but I’m gutless. I keep wondering if my employers are snooping about. Of course, there is my other blog, which has lain fallow all these months.
Yep, 2010 is 1984.
Sorry, Lucie. Paranoia runs in the blood.