Beat the dead mule or

Rule 1 of blogging: post something daily or fade into obscurity

And when ya gotz nuthin ta say,,,,

I could keep beating on the corpse of “I hatez the Cold” or the smelly dead carp called ‘American poly-ticks’ or the even older porksausage sammich of kayaks,,,

But ya all want something or ya wouldnt keep comin’ back

So what to give ya. Personal thinks? What my silly ass needs to fix on Lizzy (cracks were worse than I thought,,,) my latest thinks n THE FRAUD and jellohead (p)Resident,,, or how it looks like a certain breed of Rat are abandoning the bilges of the foul ship, CONgress?

Seriously, i just wanna wind my way through a winter and get to the otherside with all my digits and extrania unfrozen and still part of my world. (Yesh, its freeze your dingus off cold,,,) and do so with an intact mind as well.

And I have never been a big fan of the holidays,,,that whole introverted side of me. I get through, even have some fun, but the wear and tear of schedules and trying to ‘no offense’ my days around some people I wouldn’t normally congregate with (family they may be, but I don’t necessarily like them,,,) I look forward to my duct-tape Family get together as appeasment for tolerating the ones I would rather not,,,,

Yeah, I am an asshole: self-centered egotistical arrogant rat-bastard,,,, but only to those that deserve that kind of shit, and they are usually FAM that think genetics overrule polity.

*sigh* the waters siren song is ringing quite clear today,,,,

Let me get my domestics in order and I’ll work on my bad attitude and mehbe post something a bit more upbeat later,,,