Greetings, Humanoids...

Well, last week while I was getting a new tattoo, I let my cousin fill in here. Apparently some readers felt that Tiffany "Mother Goose" Henfeathers was a bad choice.

Normally I'd say "Screw 'Em". But, as this is the only day Banjo Boy takes off, I may have other readers anxious to hear about something other than how many grams of lint he can find in his belly button.

So, I decided to take some self-improvement courses last week.

Ha Ha!!

As if.......

Seriously, I stumbled across this book by some gigantic guy, with even more gigantic teeth. Even though I have to say it's an incredible pain in the pinfeathers to try flipping pages with a beak, this book was impossible to put down! Tony Robbins is a freakin' genius!!

Now, I don't know how much of this crap will work for a chicken, but it sure can't hurt to try adopting a few of his motivational tips. I WANT to awaken the giant within!!

So, here's hoping that the next time you read one of these postings, I will have brought a new level of intelligence, sincerity, and commitment to the table.

Right now though, I have to go visit one of the smaller rooms here. Too much coffee already, and my tumbly is freakin' rumbly. Where's that bloody morning newspaper??

Cluck for now!!