I'm Rambling

Today was something crazy. I was doing yard work (everyone pick your jaws off the ground, I actually do work), and I got to thinking, this is my last semester of undergrad. How crazy is that? I've spent 7 years working at it, most people are called doctors. Well, if y'all like, refer to me as Dr. Nick. "Hi everybody!" No one can hate on a Hank Azzeria character, well maybe McBaine, but if you do, he might kill you.

Leaves, leaves everywhere. I have never seen so many leaves in my life (actually I have, since I grew up here, but I'm being literary). The amount of leaves we picked up off the ground didn't even equal the number of leaves still in the trees. Tomorrow, if I can find a way to get pictures off my camera, I'll share with all of y'all. Until then, take my word for it.

I missed the snow last Christmas in Corpus, but I might not miss it this year. They're calling for snow on Tuesday, and I'm praying against it. That white stuff is not conductive to golf. Its sad to think that I've been in Longview for 3 days, and I have yet to play golf. It's pretty bad. I do get tv at home. I'm enjoying watching tv before I fall asleep. I almost can't contain myself.

Wow, I'm rambling. I probably have everyone so lost that they're trying to jump off cliffs like lemmings. Have no fear, I'm right behind you, because I'm just as lost. Too bad I don't have hold music for y'all to listen to while I think of what to write about. That, or just hit the publish post link. Let's go with click on publish. Click, click, click. I'm sorry that I'm going to miss the painting of a house (actually, maybe its the fear of a paint bucket getting stuck on my head). Seems whenever I do outdoor painting, my head ends up in a bucket (hopefully, it won't be a lead based paint this time). I'll keep y'all posted on my whereabouts, and whereado's (made that one up).

You watch those nature documentaries on the cable? You see the one about lions? You got this lion. He's the king of the jungle, huge mane out to here. He's laying under a tree, in the middle of Africa. He's so big, it's so hot. He doesn't want to move. Now the little lions come, they start messing with him. Biting his tail, biting his ears. He doesn't do anything. The lioness, she starts messing with him. Coming over, making trouble. Still nothing. Now the other animals, they notice this. They start to move in. The jackals; hyenas. They're barking at him, laughing at him. They nip his toes, and eat the food that's in his domain. They do this, then they get closer and closer, bolder and bolder. Till one day, that lion gets up and tears the shit out of everybody. Runs like the wind, eats everything in his path. Cause every once in a while, the lion has to show the jackals, who he is.