The Layfette House in Foxboro SUCKS!!! Sucks sucks sucks sucks sucks Layfette House sucks sucks sucks...
There, that feels better.
Well, anywho, got the wife her usual Godiva allotment, and a DVD of Oliver and Company, the first movie we went to together. She got me some chocolates, thus contributing to my future of morbid obesity, and a neat little toy came in the mail:

I somehow hoodwinked the wife into thinking that a Treo was completely necessary for my new gig... bwa ha ha... Now I can blog on the train, in the elevator, in my car, while showering!!! I will be invincible!!! bwa aha hah ha ha --choke choke, sputter sputter---
Alright, enough of that, time to shower...
3 comments:
Awesome. If I left the house, I'd get one of those.
yes, for instance you could write blog comments while on the train! i'm sure it'll lose it's novelty, just like my first cell phone did (about the time wifeypooh released it made an excellent remote nagging device)
Dude - post, k?
Pretty please?
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