Better late...

19:36 hrs.
26 Aug 14

     I know that I had fully intended to blog at least once a day and I have really tried to keep up with my end of the bargain. I don't know how many of you, my faithless readers have bothered to follow my daily scribblings. I have had so few comments I don't know how many of you are out there. The blog tracker says that over 900 people have viewed my blog page. Well, may be its not 900 individuals. Maybe it just one rabid individual who has repeatedly viewed my page 900 separate times! That's scary.

     I'm still waiting for my English Copy of the ITIN from the IRS. I don't know if I mentioned this but the first iteration was in Spanish. French wasn't an option but hey, everyone know s little Spanish right? Especially, when your office is in Austin Texas while your call centre is in Philly and the company I have to send a copy to is in Seattle.

     I am currently on days off. No work problems except for the domestic kind and as long as my LOBSTER is happy then I am happy.

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Joke Time

     So, a guy walks into a florist shop and is looking over the different bouquets. The florist comes up to him and asks if he can help.
     Yeah, says the customer, I want to buy my girlfriend some flowers.
     Certainly sir, replies the florist, what is it that your after?
     A piece of tail, says the customer.
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    There is this individual, I can't say who, heart of gold really but IMO is slightly paranoid about stuff. Qwerky stuff. Things out of the ordinary or straight out of must drive this person squirrel. Unfortunately, I am yhe kind of person who loves to play with people like this. It is so easy to drive them nuts that it is illegal. I can honestly say that other than asking, "How's their belly fixed for spots?" I have done nothing to wind this person up. As much as I would like too my BETTER HALF won't let me.

     There's even more construction happening in the Valley. The holes are getting deeper and the warth is piling higher. But at the same time shops continue to close only to be refaced into something else.

    I still haven't been down to try the  WHITE WHALE. I recently talked to a patron who informed that the decor, from the '80s, had not been revamped. When I asked about the menu I was informed that as she is gluten impaired her choices were limited and the service appeared to be a bit slow. Maybe, I won't be going there any time soon.