Occasionally, I run across a joke that I just can't help but pass along: Mahatma Gandhi, as you know, walked barefoot most of the time, which produced an impressive set of calluses on his feet. He also ate very little, which made him rather frail, and with his odd diet, he suffered from bad breath. This made him...what? (Oh man, this is so bad, it's good) A super callused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis I will only put jokes in here that are good enough to memorize and practice telling... and that's damned few. I really wish that I could remember 10% of the jokes that I've been told, I could be a helluva comedian. O, right, I'm already a helluva comedian. O, you meant *that* kind of a helluva comedian, heh? I'm sure that everyone in the world is this way (why, because *I'm* this way!) I can't remember a joke to tell it, but let someone else start telling it and I'll remember it. It just ain't fair, not fair at all. While I'm on the subject of craziness and funniness, there is something that recurs in my dreams frequently, and sometimes even in my daydreams, I think. I'm reading a newspaper, and I'm looking at something on the funny pages, a cartoon, and I know that it's funny because I'm laughing... but I can't read it, and then I remember, "Of course not, I'm dreaming, dummy!" It's like, I can just *almost* see it, *almost* put the content there... and it doesn't really matter, 'cause I know that it's funny, so why do I need to know exactly *why* it's funny? It's kinda like when Red Skelton came out with that goofy expression on his face and you knew that he was gonna say something that would make you bust a gut, and why wait for him to say it? Just get on with the fun! OK, no more levity here tonight, I'm going for levitation instead.... Nope, I'm still here.. and by golly, you're still there, too! O'wait, that's teleportation! Much more practical than levitation. So, today was Monday, and I went to work, and I worked all day, and I got off at 15:30, and that was good. I thought about going out to Sears and getting a reciprocal saw, but I didn't do that, probably will tomorrow... there are a lot of limbs and trees that I need to cut down, and their little trunks are in hard-to-get-to places, and intertwined in a chain-link fence. I really wish that they would make a power line saw, maybe I should invent one. A line saw is a piece of rough line for a "blade" and you hold one end in each hand and saw. Works really well for the occasional limb or whatever, but really physically taxing; I have the plans for a power one in my head, if anyone is interested in co-inventing it.... I did not get to sleep very early last night, nor did I sleep as well as I thought that I would after my physical work yesterday. I did, however, wake up sore in some muscles that I had forgotten about. And I had a helluva time getting out of bed this morning, too. Tonight, however, I'll be abed by 21:00, and I shall snooze well and wake up refreshed and ready to meet Tuesday head-on with no compromise. Well, maybe just a little compromise... if it'll just let me live....