I wrote this song

La la la. I am at work.
La la la. I am bored.
La la la. I will come home soon.
La la la. Refreshing mango drink.

(OK, I stole part of it from 'The Brak Show'. Guess which part?)

Hub got a lead on a job that turned up crap. We were both very crabby about that, after having gotten our hopes all up. Today someone mentioned their roommate works at a hospital pushing people on gurneys and gets $13 an hour, so now he may look into that. Suck.

My hair is almost getting to the point where I may have to brush it. I haven't done that since Memorial Day.

The country ham from Bryan is now going to be the featured star of Ham +1 Night at House of Mellow on July 4th. Yay!

When I got out of work yesterday, I stepped into brilliant sunshine and pelting rain- plus the incredible smell that always produces. Then I got on the road and within two minutes I was on bone-dry freeway. That was sure odd.

Bolt likes being shaved. I don't think Bowie does.

Brö's job is moving across town, from where it is now about 5 minutes from his front door, which sucks. I do wish he'd move north, but that's mainly because I'm lazy.

The dumpster couch looks great and the cats like it. Huzzah!