Doing great my friend, turning 40 tomorrow, my boy is living here full-time now, no child support and I dont' need any blue pills to have sex. The sun is surely shining down on my ass.
Can't complain, JR.
Well, actually, I could. Fuel pump's cutting out on my car. Getting home tonight may be a challenge. And my fiendish plan to play 9 holes tonight was foiled by thunderstorms. Oh, well, as a refined lady friend of mine says, "manure occurreth." Sounds better than "shit happens," I s'pose.
That sucks on both counts North.
But I'm golfing tonight..Hehe..
Thursday night is my night. JR lives on a golf course.