(and the ubiquitous question, why hasn’t MSM picked up this story?)
Spam King bankrupt would be a dandy banner headline.
Road Notes:
(subtitle: road scholar)
Just piece from some site about life on the road.
April Fool’s day
Which has nothing to do with anything around here, as I usually have a solid sense of the absurd, so it’s not like one day a year is going to matter much.
I’ll pick up a rent car and motor up the freeway of life towards an evening with the parental units, then off to lovely Ft. Worth for a weekend of working. Doubt I’ll get to post much. I have that ominous, “Can you look at my computer” feeling about any time spent around the parental units.
Thursday three-way:
Some afternoons have a distinctive flavor, like November Scorpio or Sagittarius. Thursday afternoon was the lovely Libra flavor. All day, so it seemed.
That Libra popped by with some owed money, “You know, cash, that stuff all the kids are raving about,” she typed.
We shot down to Sandy’s for a quick repast, Thursday’s special, and while we were eating, a car in line, I couldn’t make out the driver’s face through the tinted glass on the driver’s side, was waving. The lady eventually introduced herself, as I looked just like some guy named “Kenny.” Libra.
Libra. Then, one more for dinner. so that’s three.
