First, lets all say hi to Janiak.
"HI JANIAK!"
Good group. Now, since I personally havn't heard from Janiak in a while- which is neither good nor bad- I thought it appropriate to take a moment just to recognize his visit. ::scratches self, blinks, ponders, oh look an ant...and hey, why IS Tree so gay?...::
Hey, now that I think about it, Janiak leads us to our next poll- "Does God hate texas?"
Dont bother looking for the poll yet- I want to wait......
Which reminds me, I'm not sacrificing my life into my pet project (house) so much any more, so activity will pick WAY up on the site shortly....
On the radio was a report of a local NH man being arrested for "running naked through a Chinese restaurant, accosting customers, and resisting arrest."
This drives home two things for me personally.
1. Alcohol is wonderful.
2. I am still not living life to the fullest!
Somehow Worcester County in MA. is experiencing hail. This baffles me. It is August, DAMN IT!
Oh yeah, and watch out for tornados- apparently that's a possibility, too.
::sigh::
I've been teasing Sue D. that on Friday of this week I was going to show her my cock. I scheduled it for her and everything. All week long I've made sure to remind her that FRIDAY was the day that she would see my cock.
I usually offer to show my cock at least daily, but surprisingly Sue D. always says no. Not sure why, but this week I decided that it wasn't an option and that Sue D. WAS going to see my cock.
So today comes along, and I realize that since I am at work I can't just be running around flinging my cock about, so instead I found a picture.
Sue D. was suitably impressed by my cock- she is thinking about sleeping with it, and is DEFINIATELY going to share it with her friends. Woohoo!
UPDATE: Sharon was also suitably impressed with my cock- she was in my office loudly proclaiming "WOW. What a cock that is!" "I've never seen such a nice cock!" "Melanie! (her daughter) come see David's cock!"
Boy, what a nice fuzzy feeling that was. I love using my cock to spread joy!
Driving home I saw a Moose that had been hit. He was trying to stand but his back legs were broken. You could hear him screaming. The big guy wasn't panicking, he just wanted to leave. I was there when the State Police shot him. Poor guy.
I hope that he has a good after-life- running through forests, standing around in lakes, and getting some hot Moose tail. Or whatever Moose like to do with themselves.
Best wishes, Mr. Moose!