I dunno what’s wrong with me sometimes, but when asked “How are you today?” I didn’t skip a beat, and just blurted something out with a grin.  “Oh, I’m so happy, I could shit!  How about you?”

     My propensity to spew irreverent sarcasm escalates exponentially per annum. My current prediction is that by 2015, senility will have kicked in hard, putting me roughly at the current level of either Beavis or Butthead. *shakes head*

     I guess that’s kinda the way it goes some days…