Smells like....desperation!

I know you’re reading “old friend.”

You've visited my blog 1109 times since August? Wow...really? I wonder if you even know you've been here that often, constantly checking for updates, hoping I'll release a clue or two about what's going on behind the scenes.

You're worried, huh?

It's okay...keep checking and checking and checking, because you're not as smart as you think you are, and I am as smart as I think I am.

Hey....speaking of desperation, has anyone seen that TV show, The Connors? Isn't it the dumbest thing ever? I'd rather watch Laurel and Hardy than the dumb O'Connells. I mean Connors.

There may be dumber shows out there, but either I don't watch them, or they never made it to air time.

You know what I dislike? I dislike when people make a mess, then don't want to own up to their mess, then go out of their way to hire or manipulate others into cleaning it up, because they don't want to get their hands dirty. Like Hurricane Michael. Why people personify acts of God and nature is beyond me, because any rational human wouldn't willingly cause such a mess in the first place.

Wanna know what I did this weekend? I relaxed...

And I worked out very zen-like with my bo staff, and my sword-length staff, and learned a few very cool Jedi moves.

I mean, better moves than even those in this YouTube video:

I also watched a little Good Doctor, a little Jack Ryan, and a little It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia. You know, hot television.

I also painted a little, then tried my hand at Fortnite, which I will never be good at. The highest I made it was to second place, and that was mostly because I choose to land in Egypt and hide my way to the center. I'm always in the top 10, but I'll never win because twenty-something year old boys can build like the freaking wind.  And I build like the second little pig.

Anyway, it was a nice weekend. Hopefully, you all spent time with your family and had quality time together, like I did.

Have a great Monday!