"When are you going to the beach, M.C Snot Rag?" That is the question... The thing is, I kinda don't know yet. I don't even know if I'm going at all. My mom has been bugging me about it. "When are you going to the beach, M.C. Snot Rag? When are you going to the beach, M.C. Snot Rag? When are you going to the beach, M.C. Snot Rag? When are you going to the beach, M.C. Snot Rag? When are you going to the beach, M.C. Snot Rag?" That type of planning doesn't really fit into to my new way of thinking: Don't make plans! I mean, life seems a lot more fun when you're spontaneous, and you don't plan ahead. Just let things happen, you know? There's been a lot of WDN-fan-anticipation (and speculation) about the somewhat annual event, "Reporters On The Beach." "Hey, M.C. Snot Rag, will there be a 'Reporters On The Beach 11?'" Well, the answer there is, "Yes, there WILL be a "Reporters On The Beach 11." I just don't know when, or where, this will happen. Maybe this year, or maybe 10 years from now! Who knows?! Who CARES?! I'm having fun just taking one day at a time, you know?
In other news: I should doing the 125th episode of "WDN Chatters," today. Should... It's a rainy day, as usual, and I've got the day off from the grocery store, and (hopefully) Ford, so that makes it a good day to sleep. But, it'd be nice to do a little something productive, while I'm awake... I still have to post the 124th episode of "Chatters." That one is a hoot! Terry did it, Thursday, on ICQ. I just have to translate it into html code, and all that good stuff. So, be sure to look for that, within the next little bit. "Chatters #703." Good stuff!
