Is it Really March?

Tomorrow is the first of March already? You wouldn’t know it by looking outside, because it looks more like December or January out there. Regardless it means I have to go through the painstaking task of flipping my damn calendar tomorrow.

I am so glad that I have Netflix so that I only have to watch stupid shit on TV when I choose to. I’m not talking about reality TV, because I try not to acknowledge its existence if at all possible. I think I mean the news more than anything. Memo to the news channels – The Oscars are not news, they are entertainment. Shit, they aren’t even entertainment, they are giving awards out for past entertainment. I wish I had awards for doing my job… And the award for the best performance of pretending to give a shit about his job – Dave!

Well I can dream anyway.

I Blame You Groundhog

My snow banks are about 2 1/2 feet deep and my old pal the groundhog says we have 6 more weeks of this shit? To be realistic, even if it didn’t snow again until October, it would take another 2 months to melt what we have. Either way, I blame that furry little bastard.

Hey, it’s February already. You know, in the old days I would have been bitching about all of the stupid stuff I would be selling in retail. Although I still don’t know what stuffed gorillas and singing hamsters represent aside from shitty gift giving abilities; I could care less.

What else has been going on with my boring ass life? Not a whole hell of a lot. My projects that were necessary are done & I’m down to doing things for fun. I purchased a Kreg Jig & I am experimenting with that. Hoping to make storage units for all my tools… But we’ll see what my lazy ass actually pulls off.