IT'S FOOTBALL TIME IN HOUSTON

Just arrived home from the first fake real game of the season. I'm still pumped. Wally became a TV star dancing for the pep band. The smell of tailgating, the intros, the kick off gives me chills just thinking about. lost but who cares for 3 more weeks.

The issue that really needs to be addressed is this football widow crap I've read about.

1. wives enjoy the time alone to get things done allegedly
2. even though we dissappear from sun at noon until midnite mon- we have no say for the next four months of Saturdays(Canadian so college is just a better option than infomercials).
yes ladies we have no way to get around the museum,flower shows, shopping,picking berries,home shows, IKEA,picking new linens-get the picture.
3.wives also use the 20 hours you monopolize the TV as leverage to watch anything they want on your main biggest TV until at least Thurs. reality reality reality oh and HGTV.
4.In closing I think its terrible how you woman take advantage of such a wonderful sport and Football too.

Just my thoughts but gotta get back to reading Fanasty Football stats- only 482 players left but thATS another blog.

Snot Bubbles RULE

Phinally

first- much thanks to my daughter for remebering my passwords
second- hotter than _____________ (fill in you wit) great for bizness but my ass swet runnith over
3rd- ran a call outside of Sheridan TX. basicly go south for an hour then hang a right and go west for an hour before you have a twenty min. dirt road experience that will churn you sperm to butter. You can find it on a map. Sat morn so traffic was a breeze. As i started to drive through stixville flashing back to the main thurowfairs of rural ONT i saw a roadkill Doe being eaten by some Backroad Texas Vultures. Now the trip was starting to perk up. skipping to arrival at the raised house on 106acres i was warned to watch out for the Scorpions. already paranoid about the snakes and spiders now add another killer. gingerly walk through the knee high grass with my mellon looking like bobble head so as not to get bitten, stung or the web wrap around which kinda really phreaks me out. as i arrive at the package unit who is there to great me you wonder yes a now very flat and mushy Scorpion. with hope of the smell of death to scare off the rest i go to work......................... did some stuff and had to open one last panel and looking at me a phreaking black Widow with a her sucked dry mate mounted in the web. my 2nd hit of the day.
All of this going on with 3 sheep in a pasture at the fence staring at me-i think they were hitting on me. finished my work and then headed for home. after closing and locking the gate i noticed to small deer nervous ly trooting away under the fence across the road and under the fence to disappear into the bush or tree or bush-ask pumkinhead he'll show yall. this was all 15 yards away SO COOL! went on my merry way and just after turning back onto blacktop and waiting for my body to stop bouncing doing about 40MPH aroud a bend i noticed something coming for the right. there she was a doe of magnificent proportions taking 2 strides for ditch to ditch then clearing ditch 2 and a barb wire fence by 6high and long SO MUCH COOLER. rest of trip was uneventfull.

but as i drove i realized how city life grabs hold and that drive to timbucktoo made me think A- how i wished Wallette, Wally and Wendy could have enjoyed that country freedom and the fresh breath (ignroe nearby texas refineries). AND B) nature Rocks and Green is cool eh (hot &humid)

Screw the proof reading


A/C & Exterminator
Sir Wallace

dos speling cownt?

i guess since the rest of you Wallies have one i had to start my own. now i hope you all realize it takes me about a year to read a book so my blogging could be a slow process.

after those first two lines i just stared at the screen for at least 15 seconds --- nothing.

now someone has to set one up for the old cat hoarder sucker

i will try to enlighten yall with my thoughts and knot the weigh their spelld
SIR WALLACE