Some Random Stuff I Think - Day-Off Navel Gazing

Today was a day off from work, and after my plunge, last week, into the dark underbelly of the whole basement remodeling 'scene'; where a lot of time is spent on bent knees; a mysterious presence referred to as 'Mohawk'; a wide variety of music, emo, rap, 'gangnam' style; ummm, stuff; I took a full day off, vegging, a bit of a nap, coffee with whisky. In the course of doing nothing all day, a few thoughts wandered across my bean.

Don't know why I occasionally obsess on this song - it sounds like a vignette from classic Sesame Street, so I, for that reason, either love it, or think it should be killed with fire for violating the Law Of The 'Street'.

A commercial for AFLAC - the duck was painful enough at the beginning, with the voice of Gilbert Gottfried (who, make no mistake, is a funny bastard, see THE ARISTOCRATS) - but the latest spin, direct from the bubbling, bile-filled, olympic-sized pit of hell, is 'ooh, the AFLAC duck is in teh hospital with a sprained beak, send it a get well card'. Air bubble in the IV, baby. Flo is aging like fine Thunderbird as well, but still vaguely tolerable.

Ahhh, one Gilbert for the record - mute if at work, brain bleach on sale at ALDI.

The dumpster was stolen from my driveway this morning. I was briefly disturbed, but then I realized I am still parking in my front yard. Then I realized that putting coffee in my whisky made me forget that I knew it was leaving. Then I realized I needed another coffee. And whisky. And then I noticed that the dumpster was stolen from my driveway this morning.

Also, the paint touch-up is done, I should not see the general contractor ever again, which made me cry (no more mixing whisky, whisky, coffee, and whisky), until I remembered that he's an evil, slippery weasel and good riddance, hooker.

On my third episode of NCIS - I can always find it; if I were not married, and Abby Sciuto was a real person, why, I'd...fail horribly, my tongue tied into two half hitches, as she calls 911 to help the stroke victim with the Fargo accent, but still. 
(And the wife knows, so back the hell off - she has a fondness for the star of the show, some loser, name's not important, approximately 2,634 years old but doesn't look a day over desiccated.)

Watched the 10th Doctor ep Partners in Crime for breakfast (whisky, whisky, coffee, eggs, spam, spam, and whisky.) Donna is seriously my favorite Companion, besides most of the rest.

ALDI - your store for finely aged meat, veggies, fabric, tomato juice, meat by-products, generic alcohol, and hand lotion.