what's really great are those hard sweet brightly coloured candy eggs w/ white stuff inside that come individually wrapped in plastic for hiding

can't find 'em. can't find 'em. cannot find them. where are they. maybe they are hiding. i seek. they hide. hidey hidey eggs. where are you, hidey eggs?


it was a rainy day today, which is fun, eh? couldn't go outside to play, so we went to the gym and ran on the steps. well, i ran on the steps. because i like running on the steps. because running in a circle is the worst thing of all.

jaywalking is on, and leno's asking these people who is betsy ross. and, they do not know what betsy ross is known for. this woman right now has confused betsy ross with rosa parks. jeepers. now he asked what year did women get the right to vote, and me & my old man both guessed 1920, and turns out we were right so points to us for being better than the jaywalkers, eh?

yesterday was a birthday of someone. of course. but it was a birthday of someone i know. today is a birthday of someone. of course. but again, it's someone i know. this person of the birthday today is someone with whom i went to high school, and it's strange how the dates of the births of people will sometimes stay in my head. you'd think my brain would be too crowded up with all the other knowledge i have to maintain for the protection of the way of life to which we have all become accustomed. but, there's still room for birth dates.
go figure.

okay, i'll let you go for now. be a doll and go find those eggs for me.