Friday, May 27, 2005

Damn Steroids

It's almost 3:00 a.m. and what better than to be checking e-mail because of one of the less enjoyable side-effects of steroids, restless sleep. The good news is my curve ball is coming along nicely and I've added 5 mph to my fast ball. (I stole the baseball thing from Wanda Sykes when she was on the Daily Show earlier this month.)

I also had the following thought (via e-mail conversation earlier this evening) which may or may not be as insightful as I think it is:
  • I always wanted to be a Madam. They get pick of the litter, so to speak. After all, Miss Kitty always got Matt Dillon. Oh, they did it. You know they did it...a lot. That's why Doc was so cranky. He and Festus were sitting down there in the Long Branch arguing all the time because they knew Matt was upstairs gettin' some Kitty.



*With thanks to Wang Chi who said this poster was perfect for Miss New Orleans...Ummm...tequila...* Posted by Hello

6 comments:

Jack said...

Didn't I tell you it was perfect for Miss New Orleans? Even the colors are right.

Laurie said...

I think I might have to try to incorporate it into my already full sidebar. It's just perfect!

Jack said...

It looks great over there. Just how I pictured it.

Laurie said...

It's mah-va-lous, dah-ling!

Comfort Addict said...

Isn't it amazing how pain and insomnia can unleash creativity? I love the attitude in this post. Write on, girl!

Laurie said...

Comfort Addict - I slept good last so there won't be any attitude this morning. Damn!