Wednesday 24 August - Fourth Wednesday in August - Blue Moon
Woke at ten but lay in bed till five past. With all those years I patched in to the Cyglis Bladder-thon you'd think I'd have earned a prostate amnesty.
Looked at a lovely red tractor in my Boy's Bumper Book of Old Tractors. Called my sultry, smooth skinned PA Martha to task her with organising some red paint so I could make one of my tractors red. Martha seemed a bit monotonous and distant till I realised I didn't have a female PA any more since Deanna found out and I'd called the Sex Pest Aversion Therapy Help Line.
I was sat on the porch painting a face on my egg when a helicopter landed in the yard and out came several Miami Dolphins who tried to drag me to Florida. Then a helicopter arrived from Cincinnatti and several Bengals tried to wrestle me to wherever Cincinnatti i...