Holy cow, it’s 11:30 and my mother is still up and awake? She’s usually in bed by 8:30. Good grief! The world has gone mad!
I have a new name at work, Kid Funk the 3rd (or, Kid Funk III). If I were in a band, that would be my name. That way announcers could go, “And on bass, Kid Funk the 3rd!” And I would play a little solo and everyone would applaud.
Yeah, that’d be cool.
Nothing much happened today, in case you can’t tell.