| Well, Ol'e
Sparky's moving again. Not to far though, just out side into the dog house. One
day I'm going to get smart at do a wall to wall carpet with an A/C unit as much time as I
spend in there. Dam dog's getting pissed though we both can't fit in there and the little
bastard has flea's to boot. 
It seems since the War Department i.e. (wife) started burning my food and not talking to
me, she finally broke down and asked how I liked her cooking? Well me being Ol'e Sparky, I
gave her the standard answer. I told her, 'Hmmmm it's normal to me, it has not changed in
the last twenty years'. I NEVER should have said that by God!
Next thing I know, clothes were flying out the front door and all of them seemed to be
mine for some strange reason. Well no worries here, I will make it up to her, There is a
new eatery opening up next week and I'll take her out to dinner. She might like that.
I never met a womans that did not like to eat out. Yep even here in the deep south we get
brand new Burger King's opening up all the time.
Well wish me luck Mini. Maybe next week Ol'e Sparky will be a moving back into his
good old lounge chair sitting in high cotton.
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