How y’all doin’?
Good to hear. Listen, me and the mister finally made our way out of the high-ass elevation of Pecos, New Mexico and down to the flat-ass no elevation of Dallas, Texas, rumbling into Bonnywood Manor all dusty and cranky. (Ain’t nuthin’ gonna test your patience like 12 hours in a van with the same annoying people the whole time, no sir.) We dragged all our crap outta the van and into the Manor, gettin’ things all settled and such, then I fixed me a stiff drink (12 hours!) and finally opened my bloggin’ laptop that ain’t been touched fer more n a week.
I kicked off my email thingy, and that mess burbled and percolated and dicked around for much more than it shoulda, so I knew somethin’ wasn’t right. Took forever, but then somethin’ figured somethin’ out and the thing finally opened, but it wasn’t happy about it, all sluggish like. Then I saw why.
I had me 33 hunnert emails in my inbox, most of it from WordPress. What in gay hell?
Shoot. It’s gonna take me a month a Sundays to catch up on that mess. Which means I ain’t gonna be writin’ any new stories for this here blog for a few days. Or a year, who knows. But I cain’t be leavin’ y’all without somethin’ to read, so I’m gonna be doin’ some more a that filler stuff so’s y’all can be entertained and whatnot whilst I whittle at the email and the catchin’ up on them comments and whatnot. So, this here post is the first of the filler.
It’s a video that Partner’s brother done sent us a bit back. I think it’s a hoot, but that’s for you to judge. It starts out a little slow, especially for me cuz I got that short-attention span and all, but stick with it. Afore long, I was bustin’ a gut and havin’ me a good ole time watchin’ it. Gotta warn ya, though. It’s got some of that adult language that ain’t for delicate ears. If you ain’t keen on cussin’ and talkin’ ‘bout bumpin’ uglies of all kinds, you might wanna just skip this one and go do somethin’ else with your time. Ain’t no judgement here, live your life like you wanna live it and don’t regret nuthin’.
Anyway, I’m gonna go bang on that email mess for a while. See ya soon.
Note: That there openin’ photo is somethin’ I took up near a place called Jack’s Creek, north a Pecos. It ain’t nuthin’ special, but I like the idear of old paths that you don’t know where they lead. I’m always one to take such, cuz I like discoveries. You?