on March 21, 2011
at 12:00 am
The One Where Things Blow Up
Happy Monday.
You’d think with as seldom as I get the chance to write the blog post, I’d have a lot to say.
I don’t.
However, if you have something to say, tell me about it in the comments. I’ll respond with thoughtful and witty replies.*
-Paul
*Thoughtful and witty replies are not guaranteed.
I thought I had something to say, but I must have forgotten it. So I guess this will have to do.
I was thinking of you when I was trying to write the title for this. It nearly was “Wherein Woody Blows Things Up.”
This is how all my Mondays go… well this is how I tell people my Mondays go. For some reason people don’t believe that saving a bus load of nuns from a group of drug crazed Nazi-Klan-Biker-Rapists was the REAL reason I was late.
People can be so distrustful!
Heck, I believe him. Woody is a BOSS!
You’re right I guess. He is the boss I suppose though I have never really thought of him that way (and apparently no one at his show has either).
That’s how most of my days start out. :]
Either that or being the one in the car
LA freeways are murder!