This is a picture of the judge at my disability hearing.
Ask AJ. I had to answer yes or no questions and didn't know which eye to look at.
Fortunately for me, he was a very smart puddytat.
Now onto something of a more serious nature.
Blogging has changed a bit since my sab-Bat-ical. The technology and things a person can do has quadrupled. I can't even remember how to post a link. Technology has quadrupled and my brain cells have dequantified. They have systematically, ptomelogically, unedefied. In an extremely contracursorful way.
There seems to be no more flow. Just a flowdown. What's a Joe to do?
I'm doing all the right things, like: napping 2 to 4 hours a day, intermingled with 2 or 3 hours of great direct TV. I seem to have it all. Is it all for naught?
That reminds me: when a company I worked for closed it's doors in 1984, I went around asking anybody who would listen: "Was it all for naught? Was it all for naught?"
Half of the people knew I was joking and the other half, well lets just say they're probably still awakened in the middle of the night with my words reverberating through their noggins.
Apparently it was all for naught. Just naught right now.
My brain hurts. See you in the funny papers.