I need a day off, from myself. A day where I do something spontaneous and different than the pabulum of my life.

I want to turn my creativity into adventure. I want to put my foot where my mouth is, right over the gas pedal of my truck.

There's always something. Like I'm waiting for my new ear and nose trimmer to arrive today. Clean those old man things up, then get a haircut and a shave at the Beauty College tomorrow.

My boy and his family are arriving in Nashville in eighteen days. Maybe Shelby! I need to look good.

Ooops, the mailman just dropped my trimmer off at my neighbors, time to go play porch pirate, and Daniel's slow cookin some ribs, talk to you later...