When I am on my laptop, I constantly grab the TV remote, my cell phone, and any other smallish, rectanglish item within reach and attempt to direct the curser with it as if it were the mouse. You'd think I would eventually realize that these items cannot help me out with the task at hand.
I am all snug in my hotel room, happily anticipating tomorrow's covert mission. I had a really easy trip today. It was all interstate, bright sunny weather, and I finished my work early in Shreveport, so I got to my hotel much earlier than I had expected to. I pre-coded a bunch of cases I have to process on Friday so my work will go fast that day too.
Here's a bit of irony for you: I have a refridgerator in my room, but nothing to put in it but bottled water. That's a little bit sad.
My room perfectly overlooks the swimming pool. Today when I got here, I checked everything out, looked out the window, got an eyefull of beefcake, checked the TV, looked for towels... hold it! Back up... go back to the window... eyefull of beefcake?
Why yes. Two big eyefulls of 4 big manly man beefcake bodies all lounging around the pool. There were 3 near perfect physiques and one slightly less blessed guy. They looked rather body-builderish. Total eye candy. At first glance, I didn't think too much about the fact that there were no females to be found anywhere around.
Later I looked out again and the big burly mens were frolicking in the pool together, in a 4-man circle. I wonder if they were singing "Ring Around the Rosie". Looked that way. I must say, they did not seem to be missing female companionship AT ALL.
Just an observation.
Uuuuuuummmmmmmmmm... I seem to not have anything much to say. I think I've exhausted my muse for today. My muse is a slacker sometimes. I guess my best course of action in this situation is to go check my myspace site and maybe flip some channels.