Throwing stuff at the wall to see what sticks

Why are Sundays so damned boring? This Sunday was no different.

Yesterday was nice and sunny and in the 80's. Signs of thing to come, I hope. Today, it was damned cold in comparison.

I saw an old car in the parking lot at WalMart on Saturday. It was a Ford Falcon. My dad owned two of them, and it's the first car I remember as a child. And, like the one I remember, it was blue.

I miss my dad...sigh.

This week is Spring Break. Jeff has no classes, and Scott and Marc are going to Dean's parents house in Enid with Amalia later this week. The only one who has school this week is me.

I am so sleepy. I think I'll go to bed.

Or not.


That's all from where I sit.

--MorelaterZ--