Who do I still think I am??

This one's about Sunday.

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What's up folks? All I know is I'm far too awake right now on a Sunday morning. A lot has happened in the seven-something hours since I last checked in, so let's hit that.

Got a merit badge because I reviewed a few newbies; hence, the gain in Community Points you may (or not) have noticed. My upgrade got, uhhh, upgraded, via "RAOK Upgrade Brigade Group" . I have to remember to thank them. That's gift points I won't have to spend at the end of the month.

And then there was the email from Wordsmitty ✍️ regarding a contest for the "Scariest True Blog Entry". Perhaps a "Blogging Bliss" promotion. I'll tell you what: I think I covered scary last night. And Halloween is something I don't normally do. Here's a Halloween recap of me:

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Kurt Cobain and Courtney Love.

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The "rent is too damn high" guy that was running for Governor of NY, Jimmy McMillan.

And then there's me, as featured in the WDC 13th birthday tribute video, and a closer representation of how I look today:

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Damn, I'm cute.

So I don't know what this Halloween madness is about. You want true-life scary? I sat in a jail cell once (albeit for a traffic violation). Shoes removed, earrings taken out, the whole nine. Yeah, I'm a hardened criminal, thanks to the Depew justice system I once worked for to get in place.

Best Halloween costume ever? I wish I had pictures. I went to a party dressed up as a priest. I had a balls-out costume. A robe, a cross around my neck, a hat, a smoke tucked behind my ear, and a "bible" which was really Hustler magazine with papers over the cover. I had a flask full of Crown Royal in the pocket of the shorts I was wearing underneath my robe, and that night I learned how tasty Crown is when mixed with Dr. Pepper.

You don't front on a priest. At least not one who'd eventually spend a Saturday afternoon/evening in a jail cell you didn't even know your village had.

BCF PROMPT: "It's a Sunday!!" At least that's what I was told when I went to order another round of drinks once. Problems aren't bars being open on Sunday. Problems are people who go to bars on a Sunday.

MUSICAL BREAK!!

Jump up to the forefront and like my new Facebook page. I promise I won't get all karaoke on you. https://www.facebook.com/asongadaycuzIcan. And then watch me own a song or two when I've got the mic. It's a damn Sunday!!

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I make rude faces sometimes. You'll deal with that. It's way too early on a damn Sunday anyway.

I should be going back to sleep anyway. It's way too early to be wearing slippers and pajama pants. It's a football day, for crissakes!
Peace, we get pretty, and GOODMORNING NOW!!