Ginger Biscuits

Just another day I suppose. I was wondering when I may have an actual thought worth blogging, but I haven't had one yet. Maybe tomorrow? For a split second I thought it was Friday. No, really, I did. I even almost posted "Beautiful Friday" on my facebook page, but then realized it is only Wednesday. Why? Because I am in a good mood. I am usually only in a good mood on Friday so I was taken aback for a moment.
My brother and I made biscuits last night in the shape of ginger bread men. A nice little treat for my co-workers. They were a big hit. Very good, very good. That's what happens when the last time you drank was Saturday and you have two beers and a shot. HAHAHA Saturday! That is so true. Let's make some biscuits! What are you putting in there? Does it matter? They turned out pretty good. I haven't told anyone the ingredients, and no one has asked. Your secret is safe with me ;)
My computer has been 'talking' to me all day. This high pitched churning sound. Kind of like a cricket on cocaine. There it is again. Yes, computer, I am talking about you! What are you going to do? Huh? Oh, wait, I shouldn't provoke an inanimate object that can ruin my work day if it decides to go ca put on me. Speaking of inanimate objects: GIGANTOR! Gigantor the space age robot. Bigger than big, taller than tall. Faster than fast, stronger than strong. His power is in your hand! Gigantor!
The year is 2000 and a robot built by, what I assume is a dead scientist-but we really wouldn't know considering the story just kind of starts, throws you right into the picture without much of a back story. Use your imagination! It's pretty hard when the cartoon drawings are as adolescent as the plot to the original 1963 television show. Anyway, the robot saves the humans only because a young boy is operating him. He doesn't think, talk or do anything other than what the little boy tells him to do. Interesting how the fate of humanity is left in the hands of a little boy and his giant robot toy. GIGANTOR!
The sound is driving me mad I say! MAD! I should probably leave the vicinity of the computer for a bit to allow my head to relax before I am forced to sit through another 3.5 hours of the incisive high pitched churning sound it continues to make.
AHHHHHH!!

Ciao!