OK, so what a strange day. Well, I guess it was like any other February 29th, huh? Or, at least, as far as I can remember. As I stated earlier, in almost a half decade worth of life, I have only seen a dozen February 29ths, and they come by so seldom, I cannot remember from one to the next what happens and what to expect. I know bloggin' was weird. I did not get that many visitors today, and, except for Denita, no one commented at all. Still, Denita is a good friend of mine, so it was nice to visit with her, even if it was just done in the comments. I do hope she finds a source to so as to read Opus. I do suppose I could scan it each week, but I think I am runnin' out of server space, so I am tryin' to save as much as possible.
Well, today was a very nice day. After the strong wind and the hard rain that fell this mornin', the wind died down, the clouds broke up and the sun came out. It was sunny and warm all afternoon. I did go out and play with the dogs for awhile, but mostly I just spent the day watchin' some movies. Let me see, I saw Pollock, about Jackson Pollock, Ali, about Muhammad Ali, and Collateral Damage, an action movie starrin' the Governor of California. I did not watch the Oscars at all. I got the news about who was winnin' what by checkin' imdb.com ever' once in awhile. You can check it now if you wanna see a list of all the awards and who won. Me, I am gonna go to bed.
The navel seems to be doin' fine. It seems that I did so little today, the navel was not stressed at all. As far as what I had to eat today, let's see. I ate a Breakfast Burrito from Sonic, with bacon, eggs and cheese rolled up in a flour tortilla with a small order of Tater Tots. I ate a Grab Bag of Fried Pig Skins and 4 sticks of pepperoni sticks, like Slim Jims, drank 3 refills of Dr. Pepper in my 32 oz. cup and ate a whole sleeve of saltine crackers. I have eaten 4 tablets of Pepcid Complete, so I suppose that is enough gastric damage I can do to the inside of my belly button, and yet the outside shows no damage at all. I take that as a good sign. I suspect when I see the acid inside my stomach burnin' through to the outside, it will be likely too late to complain about it. Anyway, I guess I will go ahead and close this and take my tired ass to bed. It ain't like anyone is gonna read this anyway, right? End of report.
Posted by notGeorge at March 1, 2004 12:13 AM