Big weekend, renovating our fireplace and chimney.
Here I am calibrating the critical, precise measurements for Santa.
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Halloween Cartoon Carnival
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There Will Be Butterfingers
The perfect Halloween: "Bud Abbott and Lou Costello Meet Frankenstein" (1948) and Dean Martin and Jerry Lewis get "Scared Stiff" (1953). That's my night -- plus, the obligatory stomach pump. Nurses in nurses costumes. Maybe a Certs.
I'll be dressing up as the remote control. I hope I don't lose me in the sofa.
It's the wife's favorite costume. She mutes me.
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Mikellaneous

My Recent Confessions and Observations on Twitter:
My television emitted a Kajagoogoo reference. I got up off of my couch and slapped the set. It's better now.
I see @kirklands is on Twitter. Suddenly, it smells like wicker and cinnamon in here. Ick. I'll wait out in the car....
My connecting with these kids today clicks. We hunky-dory. More Goober peas for me peaps!
Drat. I missed some event in ATL called Day of the Cupcake. I would've liked to attend. I was at Day of Crumbs on the Bottom of the Oreo Bag.
Oops. I missed commemorating my 3500th tweet. My impeccable life has been blemished. Damn you, Twitter! Aaarrgh, a misstep. I need a skink..
I've been asked to participate in ATLANTA BALLET'S NUTCRACKER. Okay, but no starch in the tutu.
Watched RAISING HOPE. Not one, not two, but THREE spit-takes in a single episode! ... Bliss.
News: Porn Bunkers for the Apocalypse. In my small town, selection limited to the landfill with a blow-up possum in knee breeches and snood.
Picking out the perfect ascot and ear trumpet for my first day as a hip-hop mogul...
I saw an ad for Shaggy's Doggy Daycare. I'm the type of guy who would go get a puppy just so I could say "Shaggy's Doggy Daycare."

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100 Things About Me #185
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Big Weekend
Big weekend, screw loose at "Footloose."
About 90 minutes into the film, I stepped outside our car.
"Where are you going?" my wife asked.
"To get more clichés."
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Shovel-Ready Throb
Continued From: "Big Weekend," "Meanwhile...," and "It Sucks to Be Mikey"
After forking over $600 to have our septic tank pumped, I discovered it was not enough money to get the dirt placed back into the hole.
Silly me.
"Okay, I'll do it," I told my wife. And she let me.
I figured I'd save another couple of hundred bucks and, at the same time, tone and glisten the exotic sinewy musculature we all call "Golly!"
My cats were chagrined I didn't cover up the box with my feet, but that would have meant getting onto all fours and violating my 30-year-old sacred oath: "No push-ups."
No. No. Nope. Too close to push-ups for comfort.
Besides, my godsons read these pages.
I'm faithful, young men! Church, more church!
After forking over $600 to have our septic tank pumped, I discovered it was not enough money to get the dirt placed back into the hole.
Silly me.
"Okay, I'll do it," I told my wife. And she let me.
I figured I'd save another couple of hundred bucks and, at the same time, tone and glisten the exotic sinewy musculature we all call "Golly!"
My cats were chagrined I didn't cover up the box with my feet, but that would have meant getting onto all fours and violating my 30-year-old sacred oath: "No push-ups."
No. No. Nope. Too close to push-ups for comfort.
Besides, my godsons read these pages.
I'm faithful, young men! Church, more church!
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