Pfunksfoolosophy

Well, I’m not sure if you guys are up to speed, but I’ve started a new job. Yeah, corporate America and yours truly are dating again. It won’t last, man. Well, it’s GOTTA but it chafes a mite. Anyway, I had a stellar day today with one of my co-workers who actually ‘gets’ that I am a complete doofus incapable of remaining serious for even short periods of time.
Remember, I’m 1/4 Irish and 1/4 Native American. We express ourselves in two ways, really: Rage and humor. That’s about it. Naaah…mostly it’s rage. NO! Uh, so anyway, I got this song stuck in my head. I told my co-worker. The song: “Little Green Apples” by O.C. Smith. If you’re not hip to that, download it. It’s a wistful sorta toe tapper. Okay, so I asked my co-worker ‘why, mama? why???’ just like Nancy Kerrigan. Her response?
“Cause G-d didn’t make little green apples and it don’t rain in  Indianapolis in the summertime” It was brilliant as it came via Instant Messenger. Priceless.

I started laughing, she started laughing and we met in the aisle. Her response?
“You’re right; we CAN’T be trusted to play together”

So true. So groovy when someone gets your tomfoolery. Sheer grooviness, kids.

In other news: I’m working on being happy, joyous and free every day. How are you folks faring in that regard? I’m not neglecting you…I’ve just not had a lot to blog about these days. Been trying to keep my head to the sky and my heart full of wonder.

So far, so good. It really pays to keep your mind  on your bidness and on your spirit’s growth.

Be good, man. Ya never know who’s watching.

In an unrelated story: Helio wins over Mel B.? Yeah. Whatever. I still love that guy, but still.

Life ain’t fair…and  neither  is my arse.

Whoopee!

Keep on truckin’!

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