Wednesday, March 2, 2016
Dear Madame Zoltar
By the way, for your information I am now a MadameZoltarist. That will be my appellation in all political dealings. I believe in me, no one else. That way I can avoid being left or right. I'm MZ. I'm above petty political name-calling. Hear me roar.
Junior was out all day yesterday shoveling sidewalks. He said he "did alright," but didn't disclose the amount. Hmm. I'm gonna watch that boy for awhile and make sure everything is on the up and up with him.
Señor Zanza cleared our sidewalk and driveway. Then he ate breakfast. Like a horse. Nothing like a little snow removal to stimulate a man's appetite. I assume Junior was stuffing himself with candy bars all day. So much for the food pyramid.
Junior has also been lobbying us to get his drivers license and a car. Yes to his drivers license, no to a car, for now. I want to see proof of his ability to purchase and maintain an auto. And pay insurance. And pay for repairs. And pay for gas. Regularly, each month. I don't think we're quite to that stage yet. A car would be a great distraction to Junior anyway. I'd like to see his grades a little higher before we discuss owning vehicles.
Do you think this is true?
I wouldn't be the least surprised if it's true. Anything is better than Christmas music.
Thank you so much for stopping by to read my blog today. God bless you. I love more and more readers.
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It looks like a very slow warm up into next week. Be careful! It's winter in Wisconsin, not summer in South Dakota. Be wary of slippery spots when walking and driving. Slow down. Nothing is worth an accident. I love you, Irregulars!