Yo my blogger friends warm up that finger and make sure it's stretched out because we don't want it to cramp up when it's on the Pulse!
I know it has been a little while but there has been some technical difficulties on my end. Not so much technical as in just difficulties... I forgot my password, I know what your thinking, why not just have them email me my password...well I forgot my email password too. Let me tell you something and for those of you who have done this you know once that happens you are screwed. I thought I was going to have to set up a new email account and new blog, but I had a dream last night and in that dream Mr. T and I were playing laser tag... I know super awesome right! And let me tell you Mr. T is the man at laser tag, the lasers just bounce off him. Well technically they bounce off everyone because if they didn't that would mean your fighting in the future and that would not be a game that would be a future war. But anyways the point of my story was during this awesome laser tag game with Mr. T he suddenly constructs a babies crib out of his gun, A Team style!( I know what your thinking a laser tag gun is not big enough to construct a babies crib out of, but you know how dreams make sense in the dream but later your like what the?) And then the next thing I know I'm the baby in the crib. My head is on a babies body. And then I remember looking up at Mr. T who now has my mom's head on his body! And as I am being picked up to be breast fed from Mr. T's pecks I shout out
"I Pity The Fool! Enough of this jibba jabba *********************!!! (* some text missing due to security reasons, the reasons being my password.) That's right I shouted out my password! I love it when a dream comes together!
The comforting Pulse is back
Oh and I almost burned down the restaurant last night but that's enough jibba jabba for one post.
Patrick
