Black Butterflies

As I sit here and eat Pez from a Speedy Gonzales dispenser I reflect upon my life. The day is cloudy with the threat of rain. The phones in the office ring sporatically. The Andy Griffith re-runs...I've already seen. The girl they kicked off of "Starting Over" last season, they've just let back in. The world is just a little unbalanced today. I can't put my finger on what the problem is. Oh, yeah...I want my stinkin' horse back. But, to go get him now will be just a waste of money I've spent to...actually...I haven't spent any on training because he hasn't sent me a bill. But, the Peeps are piling up. My other horses won't eat them without slobbering and dropping them in the dirt and the temptation to keep my grubby hands off of them is becoming overwhelming. I need a nap, or a taco. I can't decide. Until I do, I guess I'll type some reports people are screaming for. I'll will be going to see Cole next Saturday May 6th if anyone wants to tag along. I can't stand it anymore. And, I'll be sneaking him candy.