Tweets need a vaca

Urgent. Will die without reading.

• 13:10 Chooch held up Good Housekeeping and said, “Daddy’s.” He knows the roles ’round here, apparently. #
• 21:29 Rather than wait another year for Henry, I made my own blog header. What a dickshitter. #
• 21:41 Henry QOTD: I like how I work 12 hour days, come home & make dinner. U work 4 hrs, come home & drink wine. #
• 12:18 twitpic.com/12hfv – It only took more than a year for the landlord to have our ceiling hole patched. Best landlord ever. #
• 22:33 Remote is awol & I don’t want to leave my wine to look for it, so I guess I’m watching Farm Show Live on cable access. #

• 10:28 My friend Lisa called me yesterday just to tell me she was thinking of me & I nearly cried. A good indication of my present mental state. #
• 11:01 2 3 4 5 6 seis 7 8 k = Chooch counting birds on canvas. #
• 11:08 If all the world’s a stage, then I’m performing at the feet of Satan. #
• 13:49 My friend Merry’s winter purse collection is now available. She amazes me. merrylake.com/index.html #

• 09:08 My favorite mornings are when Chooch wakes up and doesn’t want to be looked at or talked to, like he’s goddamn greta garbo. #
• 09:58 twitpic.com/132e3 – A rare pause between barking commands. #
• 11:29 I need to start stalking people again. My life has turned hollow. #

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