May Day

Above is a beautiful view of the Chesapeake Bay at sunrise. It's almost impossible to tell where the water ends and the sky begins. Which one is the mirror, the sky or the sea?

Speaking of impossible, my computer keeps telling me that I'm not connected to the internet whenever I try to sign on to my blog, leave comments on other blogs, do google searches, blink or breathe. Sometimes (like now) I can access what I need, most times I cannot. There is no rhyme or reason as to when this happens, nor does it seem to matter which web pages I'm trying to access.

I've performed every possible self-diagnostic (is that a word?) to no avail. It's an Internet Explorer error that says something to the effect of "Navigation to the page is cancelled," or "You are not connected to the internet," or something similar.

If anyone knows how to fix this, please let me know. My own personal feeling is I want to take an axe to this computer and then shove it into Queens Creek is there is some problem between America Online (my precious dial-up internet provider), Google and/or Internet Explorer.

Due to this computer problem plus an all-day lacrosse tournament in Gloucester, plus the Womanless Beauty Pageant, plus a house full of women who have traveled hours to see Mathews County men wearing spandex and purple glitter, I won't be in the blogosphere at all this weekend. If the computer problem continues I may not be on here much at all until I can afford a new computer things settle down.

After this evening's dress rehearsal for the Womanless Beauty Pageant, let me just say that I hope my computer holds out long enough to post photos from that event.

In such times as these, a picture is worth a thousand dollars.

No matter what, between Meg, Noe Noe, Big Hair and Ann Marie , someone somewhere will post pictures and possibly a video--which hopefully will not include the dirty trash dishes piled in my sink or the rodent corpse on my front doorstep.


Below are some questions to ponder. If you feel like leaving a comment, I thank you in advance. At some point I should be able to get back on here and read them...

How old would you be if you didn't know how old you were?
CBW's answer: 17

When was the last time you doubled over with laughter?
CBW's answer: This evening, and tears were rolling down my face. I never knew how much fun preparing for a Womanless Beauty Pageant can be.

What were your parents doing at your current age?
CBW's answer: I'm sure I don't want to know, but I guarantee you they were not instructing a 50-year-old man in the proper technique for hula hooping while wearing a wig.

I hope you have a great day full of laughter, hula hoops, good friends and even more laughter.