By Troy Hanson April 4, 2013
.........Why is it, whenever I find myself wondering, I lose interest too.......funny thing happen the on the way to the colostomy bag, wait, nothing's funny when it's full, true story (not really, go with it Eugene)....Do you get the same vibe when calling Singapore or is that just me?.....I'm sooooo inventing a clean both sides of the window cleaner cleaner, oh wait that's already been in vented? But do they have a patton!?!.....Magic Eight-Ball says re-think the Singapore line.....Nashville Predators, playing for the now, or playing for the future...yeah, I thought so too......this witty banter better start paying off in gold bouillon or I am sooooo taking that gig at the Bagel Hut....where is the Bagel Hut you ask?....why my place of course.....somethign tells me if it doesn't stop raining, water will still be falling from the sky, like Jack Handy falling from the sky...who?....exactly.........Ever notice the real key to following along is to not pay attention, it's caused me to excell to heights I never dreamed...and after all, a girl can dream can't she.....she certainly can Troy (third person reference).....oh my goodness, does it ever stop?!..I wish it would....and by stop, I mean me. Bye now.