i know the fat lady has sung and all.
but i don't know.
i still have a lot of funny left.
why just the other day i spent the better part of the morning looking for the car keys i had clenched by my teeth.
then of course there was the rolling off the treadmill when i knelt down to tie my sneaker.
can't forget the beaut when i said "it's not you, it's pee," after keaton inquired about something unsavory she felt on the toilet seat.
it was a frozen pork chop moment if ever there was.
but i get the feeling this stuff bores most folk.
we all do these things from time to time.
oh well, i'll continue to check in from time to time until i get my groove back.
until next time, a bob healthy living tip: if you own a penis, lift the seat up.