Greetings. Miss me?
Oh, I miss you more.
My title (you may ask) -- well, don't we all feel that way? I know when my manservant, the almighty Rob, is driving me... well, there's always some schmuck on a bike in front of us. Oh, how I wish I could knock them off the road, bad drivers and all.
So I give you an early Happy Halloween. Hopefully, you will find no lead in your candy corn; no apples filled with razor blades or old Reggie bars your creepy neighbors try to pass off as candy. What shall I be doing tomorrow? Uh...working, going home. Sorry--can't go out wearing the dominatrix costume and begging for candy tomorrow. I'll leave that up to you.
You probably have wondered where I've been. Working hard, dammit. I can't be here all the time to blog and amuse you. Working my fingers to the bone.
So this is my little tidbit for you. Have a glazed popcorn ball tomorrow; smile and think of me. And watch a good horror flick -- if there are any left.
I love all of you little people.
