Ok - I have been dying to use that as a title for some time now, but I don't have any material to put with it. Desperate pleas for comments would be nice - as I never get any. Bloggy blog, do your part and get good, or you're fired!
Of the all strange things I find going on in the alley behind my apartment building, I could never have guessed there'd be an out-of-gas ice cream truck wedged into two parking spaces too many. I'm just hoping that when it fires up, I don't hear that twinkle-twinkle music (so often the same music accompanying foreign, teenaged blogs).
There's nothing to blog about except the weather -and it is HOT- it's something like 84 degrees and it's 10:00 p.m. Unfortunately, there's no hope of a storm to cool things down -- all the action is swelled up into pathetic heat lightening.
Well, there is something worth blogging for my own personal records...tomorrow is the first day that the students arrive at the school I work at. Since the faculty and staff have been busy singing cumbaya for the past week and a half, it is with great glee that the school is going to fill up with something other than bullshit.
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