Talking Dumpsters and Crap and Whacked Elbows in a Random Tuesday Thoughts Rebel kinda way.
Time keeps slipping away and I keep blinking. At least my cold seems to finally be on its way out – now if the weather would cooperate and not be so annoyingly humid, I could actually get some stuff done around here. Yes, I’m a dreamer, why do you ask? Speaking of dreaming… I think…