I've got me gecko and me blue-tongued lizard, but still I'm unhappy. So what's up with that?

Yea, it's true, I'm not able to get no satisfaction and my fingers get tired doing the walking in this land of plenty. I'm in a dizzy spinning, out of control mode that seems to be my lot in life and I'm not entirely sure that's the way it's supposed to be. Is it?

Who knows?

But I've got to run because, per usual, my lady is in waiting and I'll get reamed out but good if I'm much later than I am already.

No comments from the peanut gallery, thank you very much!

At any rate, GW, it appears, is vulnerable and that's a good thing in my book.

And so it goes.