Power outage last night.
The computer that stores everything that I’ve ever written won’t boot.
It may be a bit before I’m back.
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July 21, 2005
And it’s broken.
It’s a sign. A sign that I must get some Overalls
In what *must* be labeled a miracle
Or a fluke of nature
But I prefer an Internet miracle
I found the following article.
An article about Wal-Mart and the Singles Scene
And I quote
Singles can head to the Roanoke Wal-Mart tonight for the third of the store’s weekly singles nights, held every Friday evening. Billed as a way singles can meet their match while filling their cart, participating customers select shopping carts adorned with red bows identifying them as singles looking to mingle. The rest is up to them.
Just yesterday the Super Wal-Mart had it’s grand opening.
I mean, this has to be a sign. A sign that I need to wear some overalls.
With a piece of grass hanging between my lips.
And a straw hat.
And that’s not even for the parade.
Next on the Blog: Me going on Jerry Springer with the rest of the freakshows that inhabit Wal-Mart (I originally thought he just recycled them from show to show, but once I went to the Local Wally world, I found that apparently Wal-Mart ships them in when it breaks into new territory.)
I’ll be looking Hot.
Hottie-McHot wearing Overalls.
The Ladies Shall Swoon.
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