goofin’ around….
once I tweak it to 40k or less, I’ll add it, maybe. 🙂
Hitting the sack early…I heard back from astley, I might get my computer before work tomorrow if all goes well. I’m going to get back on walkies schedule, and resynch my snoozles with my sweetie.
See you kiddies later….
Yeeek.
Scotto, your inner rock star is Randy Travis
Yup, there’s no denying your inner rock star is Randy T. Deep down you’re as American as they come, enjoying life’s simple pleasures—a little laughing, a little loving. In fact, when you’re in love’s embrace, you’ve been known to toss out some syrupy lines or even carve your names on a tree. But that’s OK, we all expect such down-home chivalry from you. Plain and simple, you’re a man with a big heart. At the same time, you’ve got a little bit of a rebellious streak to round out the profile. Let’s face it: you’re a success, a dream date, a well-balanced, multitalented, all-around nice guy. And man, that voice of yours melts hearts as fast as a butter pat on hot mashed potatoes. Feed your inner Randy!
pastiche pas-TEESH; pahs-, noun:
1. A work of art that imitates the style of some previous work.
2. A musical, literary, or artistic composition consisting of selections from various works.
3. A hodgepodge; an incongruous combination of different styles and ingredients.
Pastiche comes from Italian pasticcio, “a paste,” hence “a hodgepodge, literary or musical,” ultimately from Latin pasta, “paste.”
pre-edit… still looks like poo, and building. going to bed.
Continue reading Written half asleep, will review tomorrow for redundancies and clarity…and to just generally review