Speculatin'

With nothing more than a snap shot or passing glance from the highway I can pretty much tell you the history, future, current state, age, utility of anything I look at. I WILL NOT AUTHENTICATE MY ANALYSIS NOR WILL I GUARANTEE ANY PARTICULAR FINDING with anything more than a "that's what it looks like"; "I bet that's how that got there"; or "I bet you anything..."

*Not by some real knowledge or research, but purely by feel. It's called speculatin' and I love it.


Speculatin' is a very popular hobby across the globe... From cab drivers with conspiracy theories... To grade school detectives... It passes more road trip miles than all of your "best of [insert decade and/or genre] compilations ever have. It's kind of a two man game but can be played alone like forest gump played ping pong (probably not fun... enjoying it may mean you have some serious psychological issues that need expert analysis [i.e. you can distinguish between your "me"  "myself" and "I"] ) or with 3 like jeopardy less he that was formerly mustache(d)  (1 vs. 1 vs. 1 [no team]) or 4 (so long as it's 2 on 2) because 3 on 1 is bullying you jerk! (frowned upon).
*note: The reason I believe 4 is the max is that 20% of all people probably know (by research) the truth and they need not speculate (explanation: with 5+ 1 of 5 would probably be an expert on everything. [see that...I just created a thoughtful speculation that is free of fact or foundation.]) I had plans at one time (that one time being now because it just occurred to me) to pitch the game to milton bradley or [insert game maker]... but after giving it much thought (much=the time it took for me to type [...] ) I decided it is more like "I Spy"... game is self explanatory and a board with pieces is just coat closet clutter. (coatclosetclutter should be a http://www.com/ where people sell ccc. ...boom.

last Friday I stayed at work until after 5 and I failed to make this known to my boss.
I almost sent him a pointless email just to have the time stamp validate my hard day. I did not because I was only there at 5:10 because I was reading an article on http://www.golfwrx.com/ and lost track of time. Instead I decided I would ask to leave at noon on a Tuesday, because 10 extra minutes on a Friday is worth half a Tuesday... tell me I am wrong!


the tim

I gotsta I just gotsta give em what they want.