I'm your huckleberry One more day before my birthday. I am really happy about it. I have no plans that I know of. But C tells me that I have a super secret surprise. Shall I guess? Maybe a trip to the moon or a giant water lilly or a new book? All good things. I like to imagine what it could be.
Last night I watched "Tombstone" for the umpteenth time. That is a really good movie, in my opinion. "I'm your huckleberry." I want an opportunity to say that. So, I'll look for one today. I wonder why those guys were so brave and fearless. Today we blame a lot of things on chemicals in the body. Did they just have a tiny bit more of some chemical like Bravacornacopediosness? Can I buy some of that?
Or maybe I'll just go get another cup of coffee.