
I can’t quite figure out where I am this morning. So this picture from Farmers Supply Yard Globe-Gazing Ball thingy seems an apt image. If I figure out where I am, I’ll write from there. Til then, I’m stuck in the Gazing Ball and can’t get out.
I can’t quite figure out where I am this morning. So this picture from Farmers Supply Yard Globe-Gazing Ball thingy seems an apt image. If I figure out where I am, I’ll write from there. Til then, I’m stuck in the Gazing Ball and can’t get out.
LIFE, STUCK IN A GAZING BALL, MAY NOT BE BAD, SOMETIMES……….
THEN, THERE ARE THOSE, STILL LOOKING FOR THEIR LOST SHAKER OF SALT
AND, THERE ARE THOSE WHO RODE OUT INTO THE DESERT ON A HORSE WITH NO NAME…….
YES, IT’S MONDAY AM, AND I AM STILL CRAZY, AFTER ALL THESE YEARS….
I HOPE YOU FIND WHERE YOU ARE……..
AND LET’S US KNOW..
MARK
HA! I was going to say that’s not a bad place to be. I like Mark’s comments.
Hey, Fred, you should have a “global view” from there, with no end to writing material.
At least you’re not behind the eight ball.
Beats bein’ lost as Hogan’s goat!
(it’s an Irish thing)
Or, you could have had my day…Trying to unravel unending blue screen of death messages on my laptop…At least that’s over…Now let’s see how long it takes to get it to talk to the internet again…