Good afternoon all you Whackos. Slept like a baby last night and most of this morning. Now I need to get busy doing something. But what? I mean, like I could do some house cleaning around here but where's the fun in that? Maybe I'll sit on the deck and supervise the birds. Who tells the birds when its their time on the bird feeder? Sometimes it's those little finches, sometimes the cardinals and even sometimes it's woodpeckers. If the government was running things, they'd give them all assigned times so there would be no fussing and no pushing each other off. Of course then the government would want it's share of seed and that share would get bigger and bigger until o bird got anything. See the problem? Well, I'll just go sit and watch them and envy them their freedom, their song and their ability to fly away from it all. Deep thoughts this morning. That's what happens when a person gets too much sleep. Y'all have a blessed day.