Howdy every single one of you.

Remember how I said that I had been bitten by that busy bug? I believe that I had referred to it as something along the lines of a super-busy bug – or something like that . . .

Well that picture below is the home page of a big huge moving around and a lot of stuff site that I just finished – with some serious help from a coder bee. The site is called idon’tstink.com – and there are skunks and a meter that you can fill up and a quiz that you can take and – as was mentioned – a whole lot of stuff going every which way.

Have fun roo-roo-rooting around!

So Yesterday – I “upgraded” my services from my web hosting provider Yahoo – and then boy did things break. The whole site went away- and then after two calls – one of which said that I would have to totally start over on the blog – and the other of which said the it wasn’t within Yahoo’s realm to be dealing with a WordPress problem – I yelled.

This is kind of a test post to see what will happen if I try to post . . . They think it may fix things. I don’t – so much.

Hooray.

This is what I used to look like when I had to dress up to kill all of the bad stuff under the old headquarters . . . not sure where my goggles are – or my knee-pads for that matter . . . must have been a casual mold Friday.

I mean – what a crummy week it has been for this – here – olde – blog. Total apologies to you – and to yours (please make sure that they here that – if you will) – but after being bitten by the sick bug – I got bitten doubly as hard by the super-busy bug – which can be a good bug to be bitten by for the wallet bug – but – evidently such is not-so-much the case for the blog-bug – which suffers when I am bitten by the super-busy bug.

Next week should be awesome – though – since I hope to be bitten by the Mario-Kart bug and the all-else-in-the-world-stops bug.

Maybe I need some bug-be-gone . . .

Or a shower – or something?

I was in New York – Manhattan – Times Square yesterday when a real hankering for sweet tea hit me hard in the gullet . . . real hard.

But what is a proper southern gentleman to do when the very concept of sweet tea is so very alien to people north of – roughly Virginia?

I – myself – have been to places that purport to be “Real Down-Home Southern Cooking” up here in the up north – and when I nervously asked if they had sweet tea – they give blank stares – and shrugged shoulders – and mumbles about how there are sugar packets on the table if I needed them . . . Sugar Packets?! What am I going to do with those – dump a few into my glass of cold tea and watch as those lovely life giving crystals float their way to the bottom? I say – no sir to that.

Sometimes – in a million times – there will be a place that has this drink of choice – and they will be so bold as to charge for refills – of sweet tea – yeah – seriously – don’t waste my time – okay maybe just one more glass.

To the point of the post – McDonald’s has sweet tea – and it is a dollar – and I went to get it so that I could throw it into the trash can as Ieft – and then I took a sip – and was blown away. I was drinking sweet tea and it was good. So – so good! There was even a hint of lemon (a must add for some people) to the tea – you know why? Because there was a lemon in the – odd styrofoam cup that the drink came in . . . an actual little lemon wedge staring up at me as happy as it could be – aaaahhhhhh . . .

I suppose that I could make my own sweet tea at home to save money, have a better product and potentially a more fulfilling life – but why when it is so easy to check the schedule – get on a bus into Times Square and go to the home of northern sweet tea – McDonald’s – would I ever bother to do any of that junk?

(Next up – a probable trip to the dentist – when he tries to tell me that sweet tea isn’t as good for my teeth as I have been hearing – yeah – okay. . .)