I also have a red dot on my left hand. Looks like I got tagged with a laser. Did I earn my pay yet?

Bleeding again. You can call it what you want. I call it messin' with the grid.

"Are you slow beering me, Alex?" I have no idea what you're talking about.

I went to a website called Is It Down to see if MySpace was down.

It said MySpace was up and running.  But there was a little message that said, "The website is probably down just for you ... "  

God Bless America.

Ladies and Gentlemen, Crosby, Stills, Nash, and Young.

P.S.  "Rabbit."

P.P.S.  "Treacher."

Damn ... damn ... damn ..

Damn ... damn ... damn ...

P.S.  "Great one."

I still can't get on MySpace.

I guess The Queen Bee put the fear of Goddess into somebody (* cough * *cough* *Timberlake* *cough* *cough*) over there.  But it doesn't matter.  Anything I did there I can do here.  And people will have no problem finding me.  In fact, I miss doing some good old fashion blogging.  Let's celebrate.

Ladies and Gentlemen, Z Z Top.

P.S. "Tarnation."

  

"I'm gonna get ripped."

Hey.  I've been blogging a long time and I play for keeps.  Tell the Queen Bee nice try.

I guess we're doing better than I thought.  A belated good going, troops.