No dangit, that ain't it.
I. Me. Proven very poorly academically... Not quite to the point of strapping a pork chop on a necklace so the dog'll play with me... yet still, I demonstrate the chutzpah to announce, "Man it's a shake your head world, today."
Holy mackerel (which, huh uh, shake my head 'no', ain't got nuttin, at least my define, with religion.) I perfer to say 'holy mackerel' as an element of surprise, but then again, howintheheck can anything today surprise us?
Don't be surprised I had to lookup how to spell 'chutzpah', as well as look up the origin (and definition) of the saying 'Holy mackerel.')
You asked for it, you got it, Toyota. And, athletic directors, colleges, lovers of "Dear ole State U", and, sport nerds like me.
Shake. Shake. Shake shake shake, shake that change in your pocket. It be about money honey, today. Hey, nice job newly hired coach... 'we're gonna giveya a new house, car, contractual millions, bigger office, and oh yeah, if we later decide we goofed and we wanna get ridda ya, we'll give you $18+ million (K-State) to get outta here...or $20+ million (UCLA). Don't let the door hitya in your purse.
K-State will go thru a lengthy process, he said, she said, regarding if the coach is fired for cause (We ain't payin'!) or not (Gimme my money honey!) . UCLA ain't fired their guy yet, but wow, an LA sportswriter wrote a scathing article about him.... ending "He's gotta go, he's left a pyramid of poop on (beloved coach) Wooden's legacy."
Shake shake shake, shake shake shake, shake your head, switch to advice columns instead.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
I mean, well, OK. Paraphrasing... letter to Dear Abby.. "Loved my MIL...she passed. FIL later started dating lady NONE of us like.."unkind, dismissive... tension abound when she's around." NOW, they're getting married, and, ON MY BIRTHDAY! Would it be selfish or inappropriate to ask them to consider a different date?" (TBC)
I love me some Dear Abby. "I'm sorry for your disappointment, but the date of your birth doesn't belong solely to you." You tell her Abby, I'll pat ma' foot!
And in another column Dear Annie advised.... VICTOR? Are you gonna do like twenty of these? No. I ain't even gonna read the details of hers, only the advice she gave. Good, ty. Annie is a younger version of Abby. Perty too. VICTOR, did you have to add that? I am human (male pig) hear me roar. Her advice was.................
"Advice is only useful to people who want it. Everyone else wants an audience."
Today's blog is pretty useless.... I wouldn't even 'like' if I were you. It just seems any more, there ain'tno ain'tno real thing such as Breaking News... or.. ."I've heard it all now".. All, or most, is, shake, shake, shake.... shake your head, instead.
I miss Captain Kangaroo in the mornings........ I don't believe in Superstars, organic food or foreign cars..... but I believe in love.. I believe in babies.. I believe in mom and dad, and I believe in you.
Who knows what regurgitates today... maybe something like Prince Andrew arrested........Nah, then we will have seen everything.......
Turn on the music insteada the news........
Shake shake shake... shake shake shake... shake your booty, it's a real cutey. VICTOR! I am human (male pig) hear me roar.
I wish peace, happiness, love and contentment for us all. That usedta be easy.... 'stuff' has been getting in our way. Grab life's ironing board, we gotta get the wrinkles out.
Love, Victurd
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