Kenny ://

Under my skin, is a [insert noun] who . . .

There are things that really 'get my goat' and things that just kind of get under my skin and give me the willies.  A couple of things that get under my skin:

• Cockroaches
• Slugs
• Wet door handles (shiver)
• Mouth noises while eating, breathing, sitting still, etc.

I twittered about the mouth noises the other day with something like "mouth noises should be punishable with public humiliation and limericks written about the offender."  I got one response with a limerick that I thought was just too too good not to share but Twitter doesn't allow more than 140 chars so here you go. Thanks @GenieSwan!

<snip>
There once was an open-mouth-eater named Bart
Who chewed his food with lips wide apart
Bits of food flew around
With a disgustingly slurpy sound
But at least his bite was quieter than his fart.
</snip>

If you're not twittering, you're so nineteen ninety NEVER.  Get with it.

What is it about location location location?

What is it about location? I'm not talking about real estate. In my case, it's mental 'estate' or mental state, I guess is the correct term. I'm back at the headquarters for work for the first time in probably 3 months of travel and working remotely from a house I still maintain in a different city and I have to admit, for all the griping people have about cubeville, office space, and inter-office drama/politics/polemics, I'm stoked to be back among adults during the day. 

I've been keeping myself company with work, the dead stare of a laptop monitor, and occasional yet brief jots of play time with the dog. Poor Charlie needed more time each hour than I could give him for a while there. Then we realized that, hell, Spring had sprung and he could spend time outside without a) getting frostbite and b) getting frostbite.  

Oh oh, another bonus? I'm getting to surf a lot now that the waves and weather are warm enough.  I'm already on my way to having permanently salt-water-bloodshot-eyes thanks to the mushy waves here on the east coast when there's no off-shore storm.  

I got nothin, that's all you're getting today, moodyboy.com