The D.O.M. Is Getting Tired

There's got to be something wrong. I'm listening to Waylon Jennings radio and I'm drinking lemon tea. I should be punching someone or something in the face to this music, instead I'm in my jammies sipping herbal tea. Hold on. My feet are cold. I have to go get my slippers. Ahhh, much better. Anyway, I feel myself slipping away. In the words of the World Champion Loon, David Alan Coe, "I need a little time off, for bad behavior" I think I'm about due to go climb a mountain. Trouble is I'd rather go hang out at the bookstore. Sometimes I think the old D.O.M. needs to hang up his "Fists of Justice" and get himself a corncob pipe, and kick back. I feel kind of like Santa, when he almost canceled Christmas.