It doesn't come as a shock to me that Betsy is the only one who sends me e-mails regarding Blog-related issues. But 100+ props to her for doing so. A dull day, aside from my great fortune of getting to eat duck for lunch. Ed and George came over. I wanted to go to the park and George was being a butt. Ed said he'd go with me, so George decided to come. I was using my imagination and playing on the slide, jumping around, and pretending to be an airplane. George was just being too-cool-for-school. As we walked by a baseball game to go home, I asked one guy on the bench, "Hey, got an imagination?" so he's like, "Sure!" and I point to George and go, "He doesn't!" So that was the highlight of my day. I love strangers.
I did hear one of my favorite old songs on the radio, "Am I right?" By Shelley West. Here's the chorus and a favorite part of mine:

Jose Cuervo, you are a friend of mine.
I like to drink you with a little salt and lime.
Did I kiss all the cowboys?
Did I shoot out the lights?
Did I dance on the bar?
Did I start any fights?

Now wait a minute, things don't look too familiar,
And who is this cowboy who's sleepin' beside me?
Well, he's awful cute, but how'd I get his shirt on?
I had too much tequila last night!

When I was looking for the lyrics online, I found a site that said "Homesick weirdo, you are a friend of mine," instead of Jose Cuervo. That made me laugh, a lot! Anyway, I'm going to a wedding tomorrow, so I'll tell "ya'll" how that goes. Be good now and e-mail me like Betsy.

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