Bad to the bone

Well shoot, things ain't look'n too good at Billy Bob's house. There's a sink full of dishes wait'n to be washed, the floors need to be vacuumed, trash needs to go to town, Sadie needs a haircut and old Billy Bob just sits there with a finger stuck up his nose. It's bad folks. And what the hell am I gonna do with this big box of books that I read? Tote them around for the rest of my life??? Sheesh....Billy Bob is in trouble.

When I say things are look'n bad, they really ain't all that bad at all. I bet ya a buck I could get all that stuff done in one day and still have time left over. But I probably ain't gonna do it. Ya see it's like this. Old Billy Bob is tired. Not from all the hard work he been do'n, but tired from "do'n nuttin". I need to pack up and get "out of Dodge". Been here long enough. Kinda miss the "old Billy Bob" and his funny post he used to make every day.

I thought seriously bout head'n back to Deming to see "pesky neighbor Wayne", but damn, it's still too cold back there for me. When I say cold, I ain't talk'n bout no day time temps....I'm talk'n bout night time temps. Ya see, I turn all my heat off when I go to bed....what ever time that is, and by morning, it gets a little nippy in here. Goose bumps and stuff like that.

Don't know what it is but my fingers don't work like they used to. Drop stuff all the time. I realize I ain't get'n no younger, but all this stuff with my fingers been coming on strong for the last 6 months....get worster every day. Like last night I was cook'n up something to eat. Took the salt shaker to "season" my food and ended up with the whole shaker float'n on top my dinner. Pick up a spoon to stir my coffee and pooof....it were gone....just like that. Damn fingers!!!

Now what the hell ya gonna do Billy Bob???