Gray pretty much suits my mood today. The sky is gray and Mr. Sun doesn't want to come out and play for the next couple of days according to the weather shaman. I haven't been able to go topless for almost a week now and I get grumpy when that happens. Even lookin' thru the seed catalogs and dreamin' of bowls full of tomatoes and blackberries only cheers me up until my next peep out the window.
Why do so many idiots drive gray, silver, black or cars that otherwise blend into the road surface on a grey, overcast day without turning on their headlights for greater visibility?
And, just to round out the depression-fest, an informal poll: Show of hands; how many of y'all have a family member that you'd like to take out behind the woodshed, shoot and tell Gawd s/he died? Now, be Honest. It's my long-held theory that dang near every family has at least one. If enough of you answer, I'll apply for a government grant, throw a party and invite you all to my "Dysfuntional Family Coping Skills Study" . That's my story and I'm sticking to it.