The Lame Disclaimer

Ok, here's the deal. I'm just so dang busy this week and I have all these posts I want to write but no energy to do it by the time I get home. As I'm running (yes, I said RUNNING. So there you go.) down the river trail with Boz, I'm writing great posts in my head. It's just that I don't have the means to osmosis it to my blog from my head. So I'm just saving it all up in there until I have time to sit down and get it all out. Just thought you should know in case you wonder where I am. Pretty much, I'm just a lurker unless I have an unusually witty or snarky comment to leave on your blog.

And you runners out there, don't get your hopes up. I suck at running. I'm just doing it because I'm on a time crunch and I have to make my 3 mile loop faster than normal. There you have it.

Oh, and as I was perusing the news this morning I stumbled upon a little gem at MSN. There was this big study based on who knows what and it was the happiest to unhappiest state to live in. They even included DC in the study. Wanna know where Oregon landed? Fifty-one. Yes. 5-1 We are the most unhappy state. Can you freak-me-out believe that? My only hope is that this news will depress all of the unhappy people here and they'll leave in search of happiness, which would be Nebraska, the happiest state of all.

Ok, I've gotta go attend to my Tater Tot Casserole. Yes, this is the dinner of champions and happy people.