-t-shirt slogan that had Sara and I laughing

And so I have returned from another trip to Indiana. Yes, I am tired as I've ever been but slowly catching up with things here in Illinois.......

I've got this really amazing itch to read the Playboy article with Friedman on why the war with Iraq was justified. I may be against such an event since we obviously bombed the wrong country (just can't hurt our Saudi cock sucking now can we?) but I do want to see what a journalist with actual merit has to say. It's obvious that this very topic highlights sensitivity since everyone seems to know someone in Iraq. Just the number of deaths of soldiers serving in a nearby town from here have an almost monthly wake-up call for us.

Oh, but you want to know all about Indiana and such, huh? Well, in due time since a tired mind is not at its best for an entry to show what's going on in my mind. Right now, my head is full of distractions since my birthday, Atlanta, and a possible new job opening up has me with a feeling that my heart's been beating all day, like I've been running away.

It's no surprise at how I walk right in the door to many, many licks from my dogs. You can tell right away that this house has become their territory since Yorkshire Terriers are demanding little shits. I'll always miss them and their little happy butts.

At this time, there is an actual storm heading our way. Yes, Sara, a "real" one this time. We have this little inside joke on what is defined as a "storm" since I got an extra day in Indiana due to a possible one heading down there. While I was supposed to be back here in Illinois on Wednesday, I got to come home earlier today to 5 happy little butts shaking back and forth followed by little barks of joy.

"Tis my captain! Oh, my captain!"

Either that or you can just call me "Captain Caveman," after that cartoon of a weird harry guy that carries a large club with little gadgets found within as he escorts moronic girl detectives. I'm guessing that when Clearisil goes on sale, Captain Caveman has to club 'em in order to get some sleep at night. Either that or he's just horny and a nice whack on the head brings us back to the old days of sex and dinosaurs.

It's funny how not once did I catch up on Diaryland while I was away. I felt a little bad but I was quite busy in Indiana. Sara has her way of keeping us from any boredom by getting into heavy discussions on comic books or why "The Davinci Code" is not a good read. I'm dying to know what she thinks of the porn, Behind the Green Door, since the images I saw long ago still stay within me after all those years. Guys on swings getting handjobs as an audience starts masturbating away? If Hollywood is on remake fever, why can't they do Behind the Green Door?

FYI: Clown porn is just beautiful for the cover artwork alone. My old memories of The Bozo Show would never be the same way again if I had seen this since the images of Bozo and Cookie going at it might pop up.

So, what do I have up for discussion? A teaser? Okay, if you insist!

1. So, a new thing? Renting porn with your sweetie is interesting! Watching it naked is even better but you'll miss about 2/3 of it.

2. "Do you realize how much time we spend in bed?"

3. I'm still not sure why the cat enjoys watching me eat but she does. Watching her chase her own tail and end up falling off the bookshelf makes great conversation, though.

3. "So, what are you going to do tonight?" Answer: "What happens when a boy has not seen his girlfriend for over 3 weeks?"

4. I may be stinky but she likes the way I smell.

So, I'll get into all but I'm just plum tucked tired all of a sudden. Having a lot on your mind can do wonders to how well you can type (I, officially, have misspelled a lot as of now........but retyped with a vengeance.). Plus, my creative juices are running a bit low. Ice cream can perk me up or to see Sara do her "milkshake dance."

Before I leave, the news has been talking about a woman that has made camp near Bush's Texas ranch. She's upset over her son's death that happened 16 months ago. Okay, as much as I hate this war in Iraq, when are people going to realize that serving in the armed forces is no picnic? Sure, we hate the deaths and all that but what did you think your kid signed up for? I'm tired of all these shits bitching about things that have happened as if being in the Marines is everything shown on those commercials. No, they don't always run around in uniform all day with smiles as little kids are taken notice of. It's a life of protecting our freedoms. Simple. Either that or having a moron in charge to make his buddies richer all while attacking the wrong country.........arrgh! I swear that this whole topic will never die!

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