as I was driving to the station this morning, there was an ad on the radio for NJ Transit... it said:.
"new jersey transit.
park. ride. relax with a stress-free commute."
luckily I hadn't bought my coffee, otherwise i'd've been mopping java off my windshield after doing a perfect danny thomas spit-take.
stress-free. bah. (granted it's not as bad as the 2 ½ hour commute I used to drive by car on the parkway.)
anyway... just had a grain bagel with black olive cream cheese... probably not the best for The Fat Off, but I have my lean cuisine tucked neatly away in my laptop case for lunch.
so, all y'all in NYC/NJ this thursday, cowboy mouth will be at bb king's - so, try to make it!
lastly, before I settle down to deal with the Riff-Raff, the terri schiavo case... I am not saying what my stance on the matter is, but.... I will say in writing that IF (God forbid) I were to have that brain-dead veggie thing going on... don't pull the plug for about a year... get a couple of second opinions before taking away my food and oxygen... not saying drag it out for almost 2 decades... oh and don't cremate me... not all that keen on fire.
that said.... gonna finish my coffee and take a nap (she's not dead. she's napping! )
::: plunked in on my treO:::
