Shut the fuck up and let's be on our way!

I am back. It has been a while. I missed Halloween, the outlaws anniversary, the anniversary of FIL and MIL's deaths, my mother's birthday and other shit. Well, I did not miss them, I just did not write about them. And I did not see any cards and letters from y'all.

I could have been dying from H1N1, fuck it, Mexican Swine flu and none of you cared enough to see that I was not knocking on death's door. I am not really sure if death actually has a door. I was under the assumption he had an open door policy. I would not think that there are too many meetings or private conversations in his business. Then again, I could be wrong. It could be just another piece of corporate hell with useless meetings allowing "managers" to justify their existence.

I am getting off topic there. Then again, I do not have a topic. This is not Bob and Doug MacKenzie's "Great White North". There are no topics here. It is one big ADD dream. Something shiny appears and I am side tracked. Of course, you do get to come along for the ride. I can hear your questions now.

"When are we going to get there?"
"Where are we going?"
"Why are we going there?"
"I gotta go to the bathroom."

Well, I have heard it all, and said it all, so the answer is "Shut the fuck up and let's get on our way!" That will be my motto for the remainder of....at least the day...Shut the fuck up and let's be on our way.

Ciao! Shut the fuck up and let's be on our way!