Powerhouses indeed, as true to my words, I am still feeling the unmerciful pounding in my head, as Maxine Bacon, the Original Virginia Ham circles around my feet, demanding food.
I'm sure the pounding feels something like an Al Qaeda brigade after running in to Sgt. DevilDog and his platoon.
I'm innocent, I didn't do it, I didn't do it, but to no avail!!! As I said, I'm sure the pounding will last until Monday. It took me two hours to get up this morning, as I really awoke shortly after 0900 hours.
Sgt. DevilDog, thanks for the reminder of the upcoming NFL season. Yup, it'll be here before we know it, and not a minute too soon. When you say Chicago and San Diego, perhaps that is the special Thursday night game preceding the first Sunday, which the NFL now begins its seasons with? I'll have to check, but I always look forward to that first Thursday night special. Thanks again.
I'm off to do something about this 900 pound melon I'm carrying around on my shoulders, and no, smoking another cigar will NOT be the cure, hee, hee, heee!!!
