How to scare the devil out of Scotto….

I logged in a moment ago, and it said “User Scotto has no friends defined”

Aaaaiiiiieee!

Boy, that’d suck socks through the rinse cycle, if I had to track down and reconnect to all the sweet folks I love reading!

I hit reload, and got the ‘Brad’s buying 2 more servers’ message…
then reload again, and everything was back to normal.

It was nearly brown trousers time there. (hmm… that’s a vulgar enough term to validate the troll)

Dreamed I was on a game show with Ornj, and we were being asked all sorts of things about each other… she was doing much better than I was… somehow, she knew my brother’s birthday, and my grandmother’s maiden name…

Not romantic at all…

Can I admit something to you guys in confidence?

I just uttered the longest, freakiest, loudest *Belch* in the history of Scottodom.

It sounded like 100 tin cans rolling down a hill covered with jagged spikes. I would’ve made Dudly Denkins proclaim me master. My stereo is incapable of reproducing the fine bass reverberations that surely caused Newton to think I was roaring on the level that he purrs. I feel that it registered on the Richter scale at about a 3 or so (whatever shakes windows, but doesn’t throw glassware about) Teach me to drink a whole 2-liter of soda after going a week without. I was doing so well, too.

There. I admitted it. I wish I could’ve taped it for my future grandkids…

Speaking of future grandkids…(nice segue, eh?)

I sent out 13 of my VAGG Letters today. (and one extra special envelope to a combination of red & yellow who shall remain nameless.)

I hope you guys don’t mind that I’m not sending food items out… but the valentines are pretty sweet… some are autographed by newton, too!

You’ll have to wait to see what I’m putting in there.. I know I like ’em. 🙂

I now return you to your regularly scheduled programming.

Her eyes are the softest brown… her hair, vast cascading tresses of red…her skin, the most soft alabaster, accented by freckles adding to her magnificence, she has all the curves a man could ever want in a woman…full breasts, a soft tilt of spine… not to mention the most adorable toes… but what really drives me to distraction is her soul… she truly knows what’s right, and lives by it.. Her artistic side shows her sensitivity in her writing and her drawings… every day that I talk with her, I only careen more and more deeply into love… I didn’t know I could feel this way about anyone.

How did I find such a wonder? How did I manage to gain her love? It doesn’t matter… what I do know is that I love her with all my heart… I want her to be as happy and fulfilled as possible… She’s brought out a romantic side of me that I didn’t know I still had… I want more than anything else just to hold her… hibernate with her through the winter… Everything I do is colored by her presence, now, and I feel that makes things that much better all around. Thank you, beloved.

groovin'

I’m only rooting for the Ravens for two reasons.

1. Edgar Allen Poe was an Idol of mine as a boy.

2. My girl is rooting for ’em. 🙂

In more important news… Cartoon bowl was on yesterday, and Daffy Duck actually beat Bugs!! All right!:)

I actually am not watching the game… I figure the cool commercials will play after the game too, so neh.

Besides, I had bigger fish to fry. Got to talk to the lovely and delightful one… got my VAGG apparatus in gear, so I should start sending those in the mail tomorrow, at a rate of about 10 or so a day. I hope not too many of the VAGGies don’t wuss out on me… I’d like to get some hellos from all the niceys out there…