The bucks are beginning to tussle for breeding rights. We've already seen two with snapped antlers. And we had two others sparring in the yard a couple days ago. Ah, Fall when the testosterone flows and the courting begins. I'm hoping it all leads to a bumper crop of fawns next Spring.
Yes, I know, I'm probably not supposed to capitalize the seasons. My editor would poke me with a pointy stick. But she has no power here on the blog. Bwa ha ha. I can run amok! Amok, amok, amok.
It's morning and I didn't sleep for shit last night which is making me loopy. Amok, amok, amok.
The darkness at 7am is making me unmotivated. But I still would rather not have a time change this Sunday at butt-early in the morning. I never change my clocks before bed. It's one last sleep before my schedule gets screwed royally.
I saw a supposed news story yesterday where the CEO of Nike was listed as Isaac P. Freely. I.P. Freely. Get it?
Amok, amok, amok.
If you didn't get it, you probably had a more refined childhood than I did. And a better class of friends.
Okay, time to wind down the amok and get on with my day. This spreadsheet won't build itself. What's up with you?
Let us run amok amok amok together.ReplyDelete
I didn't sleep for shit last night either. I finally slipped from light dozing to hard sleep about 5 am and then back to dozing about 7:30. Up at 8. I wasn't even reading/listening to something good nor was my brain on the treadmill of the WIP I should be writing at the moment.
Temperatures are being totally weird. Gonna be hot today and tomorrow and...through the weekend, like 80+ on Sunday then drop to 50-something on Monday.
I have to go stand in line at the Health Department/Vital Statistics today to pick up certified death certificates. I don't wanna. I hate bureaucrats.
Oh, I also have to go to the Toyota dealership to get a new battery installed in my keyless ignition fob. Its like $10 but if there's a way to buy the correct battery and install it, I haven't figured it out in 8 years.
Thats it for me. Time to jump in the shower, gird my loins, and go face the public. Ugh.
Pokes you with a virtual pointy stick - no power, but can still poke ;)ReplyDelete