Greetings, humanoids! What's up?? Am I the only person here with poultry bumps?? And yes, you can quit starin', perv-o - I ain't wearing any pants...

So, my stylish look today is courtesy of that air-headed grinning bear, and a very slow frog that is still wondering what happened to his hat. I think it all makes me look a bit like Charlie Sheen...

Banjo Boy is downstairs, having breakfast with his wife. Which leaves me to fill you in on what's going on, here in Cowtown for today.

First off, the smoking ban has started to kick in, this past week. Any of the pubs and restaurants that were still in defiance were threatened with fines, so they all chickened out (no pun intended, but it is kinda funny...), and removed their ashtrays. Wouldn't stop me, that's what they build floors for...

Anyhoo, I can still go to a casino or bingo hall to get my puffin', so deal me in, and pass me my Bic!! Hack! Hack! Hack! I'm all in!!

Although, I'll probably stick to the poker rooms. All the bingo halls are filled with old hens....

Cluck for now!!