B-I-N-G-O

I met a dog named Bingo whose owner was a farmer. How peculiar.

About Time

Haven't posted in a while.

Busy looking at maps and talking to nice little old ladies in the lovely chambers of commerce all over the country.

Not in Websters

Assclown: noun
1) One, who, through the fault of his parents' conception, is a skid mark in society's collective underwear.e.g: "You, my good sir, are an assclown."
2) A person who, while under the influence, makes a complete fool of himself while attempting humor. An assclown may wear an asshat.
3) An untalented schmuck.

And don't be afraid to use that line anytime it fits. It really has a nice ring to it, and feels very rewarding when properly used and addressed to the right person. Pick you moment wisely and feed it right in to the conversation. Now practice..repeat after me: "You, my good sir, are an assclown."


I'm outta here, see y'all in a while..

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Time to Fly?

I'm contemplating moving. I'm open to just about anything. Anyone know of a perfect quiet location with access to the real outdoors, fun nightlife, normal people, a change of seasons, close basic amenities, and practical legislation? Or is that just WAY too much to ask for one spot?

Maybe it's just Spring in the air and I see things blooming. I'm going to get out of town and do some exploring. If I still feel this way when I get back, then I'm going to find a new home.