Not much to blog about in the freeworld. Not much has been on my mind really. My wife asks me "What are you thinking about?" or "Whats on your mind?" granted she does it with better grammar. I really have nothing on my mind. Maybe I've reached my peak of intellectual prowness. Oh well it was a good run.
The crabbarinos are coming up for new years. It should be a good time of food and fun. Not sure what we'll do, though we never really plan on anything. Maybe I'll put crabb to work and have him work in my yard with me. My back yard's a mess, I haven't touched it since summer. Its too hard to rake all the stuff back there and even if I did I have no idea where I'd take it. My yard is very long and it would take forever and a day to get it all down to the street. I'm hoping nature will do something about it.
Also my folks will be passing through the Chattaland area on there way down to see my brother Hunt off. He's going to Icrack... or Iraq to kick some insurgent's butt... or just establish some law and order, which ever he decides really. I'll be sad to not see him for a year plus but know he'll do a kick butt job over there. Hey he was always good at beating me up and keeping me from blowing things up. I mean he 's been my older brother for going on 24 years now and I haven't done any sort of terrorist attack, so he must be doing something right. But keep him in your prayers as he's my special boy. Oh wait he's mom's special boy. But he's always been a hoot to hang around and it was a blast having him around on Christmas. He can quote Napolean Dynamite like no other. "GOSH!" "Vote for me and all your wildest dreams will come true."
But as I was saying the folks will go see him off and then come back up here and hang with the Holties. They have yet to see the house so it should be fun. I put up the new chandileer yesterday and its looks a lot better than are old one. I may auction it off on Ebay as its brand new but just not our style. I need to tap into the Ebay wealth, before its too late!
tell old crabbcakes to swing by the wiegers abode if they've got a minute to spare. it's been too long. our number is in the book, tho the address is wrong I think.
Posted by: bobw at December 30, 2004 10:55 AM