Thursday, December 11, 2008


Here we go...meeting day.

Just for the record, despite the crack I made to my wife before I left, she did not read between the lines and send a hooker to my hotel room.

Its like its not even Christmas or something. You just can't count on people anymore.

So cross your fingers for me today...that I can somehow keep my mouth shut, or at the very least find a way to put a positive spin on my Tourette-like outbursts. A pink ribbon on a turd, if you will.

And no, honey, I didn't eat ALL 3 bags.

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jill jill bo bill said...

She did call me, but it's so damn cold that $30 bucks isn't worth it. Sorry.

Eudea-Mamia said...

Good luck!!

Looks like it's now snowing east of Hell.

Any sign of the Four Horsemen?


Kristina P. said...

Or any sign of Miley Cyrus? She is one of the Four Horsemen. Or the Whore of Babylon. Take your pick.

Tony said...

Good luck today Jay. I hope it is all positive. Snow in Texas? Just zip your mouth prior to thinking you will be fine. Now if it is not positive unleash the hounds.

Anonymous said...

"a pink ribbon on a turd" ?!?!

That is HAWSUM!!!


Anonymous said...

You know it makes more sense when you read in chronological order versus google reader order.

posthumous pointer
To laugh often and love much; to win the respect of intelligent persons and the affection of children; to earn the approbation of honest citizens and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to give of one's self; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to have played and laughed with enthusiasm and sung with exultation; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived - this is to have succeeded. - Emerson