Let’s return to a previous experiment. I’ve been up for a few hours and my brain is still in a state of pudding. My level of crankiness is on par with a surly marmot. I am on my second cup of coffee. Time to see what I can fart out of my head before caffeine starts to work its magic. I will write as things appear.
My life involves sweeping Play-doh off the floor.
I think the cat is trying Jedi mind tricks on my kids.
Penguins are smarter than some of the people I have to talk interact with.
I wish I had more pumpkin fudge.
Sometimes I wonder if being a daddy is like herding monkeys.
My wife is cute. She may also be the Horseman of War. Go me.
I wish I could play D & D every weekend.
My little girls are beautiful.
Sometimes I wish “Hulk Smash” was an acceptable reaction to things.
Do I give enough hugs?
Do I have enough patience?
I should have an army of skunks. Or at least ducks.
Well, I think I should stop. My thoughts are becoming more coherent. Also, my kids keep trying to escape the play room and run wild. Time to herd monkeys.