Time To Get Redneck!

Yep, it is official. I am revisiting my redneck roots. I told ya'll about my bastard of a brother-in-law before. Now, he has taken to using threats and violence to display his utter lack of manhood and complete cowardice. Yep, he's a woman (and child) abuser now, in addition to being a world-class ass.

So, as I said, it is official, I will be gettin redneck soon.

On another front, it is 9:35 a.m. I was here at work (1 hour from my home) till 1:30 a.m. and returned at 8:30 a.m. Yep, day is not gonna be too good!

And lastly, as I stare longingly from my 50th floor window, I see the Citgo-Bass Masters competition getting started below. A hot air balloon just took off, and there are festivities, oh where is my fishing rod when I need it?

I need a nap, and this chocolate pop-tart for breakfast is officially nasty. . . more later.

Anyone wanna join me on a redneck-huntin party? (and it isn't even White Trash Wednesday)