I've Got Nothing Else to Do

Actually, I do, but listening to golden-oldies is more interesting than watching the rain fall while the weeds grow. (I wonder if I can get a cut from Olay et al for helping to spread their advertizing?) That's enough for now. I could go on and on and on. So I will: All you younguns can take yer eye rolling and snearing somewhere else. Get yer own blog.