And I ain't got nobody, not even my son Ev, who has gone out tonight for a life of merriment and stuff.
But first, he woke up Saturday wearing my pyjamas, proving he's an unfortunate chip off the old block or insane, one of the two.
I personally was utterly confused by new cell phone, which if I understand correctly can have its own babies. I'll take pix when that happens. I'll probably laugh too.
Another blurry pic. And oh, yes. Here's a silly pic of that Australian Open tennis guy, Robert Nadal. Whatever.
More Aussie Open crap. Yawn.
This is one of my hand grip thingies.