I've been biting the big blogging ass.
Biting the blogger ass?
No, definitely biting the blogging ass.
I say I will do better and I never do.
I want to write something, but I never do.
I have nothing.
OK, I have this.
Honeyman just started his new job and after years of doing everything in the evening and staying up til whenever, it is not quite a delight to have to go to bed early so I can get up at 5:30 to make his breakfast.
My oldest niece got married Sunday.
The guys wore kilts.
I tweeted Craig Ferguson about coming.
I even told him could wear his kilt.
Sadly, he did not come.
This Saturday, I have another wedding to go to.
This one is on a golf course.
Not in the club house-such as it is.
It's on the course.
I forget which hole.
To save them renting chairs, they wanted owners of golf carts to just use those.
And the bride was buying 100 cupcakes for the reception.
They invited 500 people.
I am sure that will be plenty.