Yes, Jasmine has been waking me up at five every morning.
She is eating like a horse.
Tom is eating like two horses.
Must be the air up here.
My slacks are starting to feel a bit snug too.
But my problem is lack of exercise.
I come home from work on the highway.
Yesterday, I took the offramp.
When I got to the end I thought “where the hell am I?”
I don’t know what I was thinking about at the time.
But it must have been engrossing.
Fortunately, I could get back onto the highway and take the correct offramp.
It that happens to Mex, he will panic.
We will probably have to fetch him from the next town.
This morning I hear on the news that one of the unions(I think it is a union) are planning a naked march.
In support of the Pres.
I know it is early in the morning but, for the life of me, I cannot see how this is going to show support.
Maybe I should join in?
If I stripped down everyone would head for the hills.
Oh wait….they are calling for MEN to join the march.
Should be some interesting shots.
Maybe we will finally find out if it is true what they say about black men.
Further news flash.
Crowds are gathering outside court.
The ANC(the ruling party) and the pres. are going to court to have the painting removed.
Colour me stupid but has everyone forgotten the damn painting has been defaced?
Doubt they are going to put it back up covered in black and red paint.
Or maybe they will.
They are getting some incredible publicity.
Think I shall take up painting.
Sounds like a lot of fun.
Now I had better get my butt into gear.
Get ready for work.
Where I am going to learn how to do the wages.
Be still my beating heart.