Sorry To Leave You In The Lurch

Usu­ally I fart around on the net and with about a half hour before beddy-bye time I’ll toss some non­sense here and smile at my blog­ging “pro­fi­ciency.” I got so caught up in my blog­ging avoid­ance last night that I left no time to actu­ally blog.

For those of you who might be won­der­ing if I have to go out in the garage every morn­ing with the bicy­cle pump and top off the left rear tire, the answer is no, I had the tire repaired yesterday.

So, the movie that Net­flix said they were going to ship on Tues­day, they didn’t. It finally shipped today. To top it off it is com­ing from Baton Rouge, LA, so it isn’t expected to make it here until Sat­ur­day. Prob­a­bly really won’t show up until Mon­day. This is prob­a­bly the kiss of death, we won’t like it, for this movie too, the last time they pulled this stunt when we got the movie, The Good Ger­man, we hated it. To top it off it got lost in the mail going back the Baton Rouge…

Yesterday’s top count will be added into today’s and will be reflected in the footer of this totally worth­less post.

Tonight is episode #7 of Sea­son 4 of Lost, mean­ing more than half of this year’s shows will be over. They are only going to do 13 this year because of the writer’s strike. I’m not sure if it is after this episode or the next that Lost will be tak­ing a break and not com­ing back until April to fin­ish off the rest of the shows.

It has been three weeks since we last so Miles. Do you think he still has the hand grenade in his mouth? Ben’s out of lock-up, isn’t it about time we gave Mr. Straume a break?

All you kids go right ahead and drool over Shan­non work­ing on her tan, or Kate sal­vaging brief­cases in her skivvies, or Sun in her blue bikini, me, I like my woman a lit­tle more mature. If only I knew whose side she was on…