Earl is driving down the road in his pickup truck with his friend Bubba riding shotgun. Both just got off of work, and to celebrate the upcoming Memorial Day weekend, they stopped at the bar on the way home.

After they left the bar, they stopped at the convenience store and each bought a bottle of beer for the ride home.

As they drove down the road, they could see that the police officers had a road block up ahead checking for people driving under the influence of alcohol.

Bubba started to get nervous, since there was no way they could turn around.

"I think weze in trouble.", says Bubba.

"Don't worry.", says Earl. "I have a plan. Let's finish the beer, remove the labels from the bottles, and throw the bottles out the window."

"And why are weze removin the labels fer?",asks Bubba.

"I'll show you what we'll do with the labels.", Earl answers back. "Just let me do the talking when we get up to the road block."

As they pull up to the road block, the officers look into the truck and see Earl and Bubba wearing the beer bottle labels on their foreheads.

"Evenin' boys.", the officer says. "Have we been drinking tonight."

"No sir.", Earl says to the officer. "Me and my friend Bubba are on the patch!"

Its just me and Donuts.

No, not the blogger who posts "Uninspired Thoughts".

The little chocolate covered mini cake donuts you find at the grocery stores. You know what donuts I am talking about. They come in a big bag, and you eat half the bag and then you start to feel guilty about blowing your diet. And then you tell yourself, "Well, they're smaller than the average donut, so I figure that four or five of them equal one Dunkin Donuts sized donut.

And then there are the white, powdered sugar donuts. No matter how careful you are, you get white powder all over your shirt,pants, skirt,etc...

Summer camp starts next week, so the counselors have training all this week. Since the neighborhood center is short staffed today, they left me here to answer phones. And they left the donuts from the morning staff meeting.

I do not know what is worse. Leaving me alone in charge of the neighborhood center, or leaving the donuts alone with me.

Now if only I could get some coffee.

I just finished re-assembling the computers in our computer lab at the community center. To test whether everything is hooked up properly, I decided to turn all the computers on and go online. A good excuse to get on to Blogstream and say "good morning" to everyone.

I am a bit upset, though. While I was finishing setting up the last computer, I realized that the mouse was missing.

I know, the mouse ran off for some cheese.

Seriously though, the mouse is missing because someone stole it. It really burns my ass that we provide facilities for the public to use, and someone does this.

All of our recreation facilities throughout the city provide services to the public, especially children. We have a game room complete with a billiards table, a ping-pong table, and a foos ball table. We have a swimming pool that is used during the hot days of summer, and we have a computer lab. That is really popular with the children.

And it seems like there is someone who either steals or vandalizes these facilities.

It just makes me so mad!

Your wife is out with her friends for a Ladies Night Out. She calls you to tell you that everything is fine and that she will be home late.

So you go to bed thinking that everything is fine.

Then you wake up the next morning and look at the car as you go outside to get the morning paper.