Hi - my name is Jon....and I'm a jelly bean addict.
It's true. It happens every Easter. I don't know what I'll do when I run out of my stash.
Did I ever mention that Tennessee is the rainiest place on earth? The rain never ever stops. It's like Vietnam in the monsoon season. It's like Venice, but with hills and dangerous curves and no canals.
This place is called The Volunteer State. Hell, they should re-name it the H20 State.
Don't ponder that for too long. You might strain yourself.
Heck, I never volunteered for anything in my entire life. Except for sex.
But that's beside the point.
It's pouring rain, as usual, and it's a cool day. The trees are lush and green, the grass grows taller by the hour. And the mega weeds have reached H.G.Wells proportions.
I just snapped this pic a few minutes ago from the back porch. Green is in vogue.
Rainy days are cozy days. I remember rainy days when I was a kid. Eating Lipton soup with oyster crackers and watching monster movies on TV.
Do they still make oyster crackers? I haven't seen them in 20 years.
Do they still make Lipton soup?
I'm hopelessly archaic. I'm from an era when June Cleaver was preparing dinner in high heels, faux pearls, and a crisp Betty Crocker apron.
All the letters on my computer keyboard have worn off, so consequently I keep making grievous errors.
Speaking of computers
notice my smooth transition of thought....
My old desktop computer went completely insane yesterday. Last night I spent nearly four hours with Windows "support" getting things repaired. So far it's working again. It's probably the only computer left on earth that's still running on Vista.
Today Firefox went insane on my laptop and it took me an hour to get that straightened out. I'm exhausted.
I was going to post more piano music today but - happily for you - I'm too lazy. And I'm sure you're still recovering from Lohengrin (see side bar).
After careful consideration, I've decided to write a book about the 1906 New Jersey murder (see previous post). I certainly have enough information.
I doubt if the book will be a home run, but heck - - I could just imagine a Broadway musical.....
And I should really think about finishing my memoirs. I've had one helluva interesting life. The only thing that's impeding my enthusiasm is the possible prospect of multitudinous lawsuits.
It's still pouring rain.
I sure hope my cats know how to swim.
That was a dumb ending to a boring post, but it was all I could come up with.