Happy Monday!!!!!!!!

Here we go again, another week of fun and happiness to spread like warm butter over soft tasty bread.

Today's Happy Day wishes come from the suave and sooooooophisticated (that's a lot of phisticated) Valentino the Smooth Cat. Lock up your daughters, heck, lock up your sons, even lock up yourselves. Don't look him straight in the eye (you have been warned.)

"Come come mes amis, let us walk together along sandy beaches, sipping milk as we sing to the moonlight. Happy Monday my lovelies." ................................................................................................. sorry, got a little distracted *ahem* He really is a charmer our Valentino.

Todays forecast is Futons. Are they a chair? Are they a bed? Or are they just a place to put your poncho. Don't be fooled, they have no purpose! The DFS has you. There is no futon.

Will you be able to resist Valentino's wiley charms? What would happen if we didn't put our hands up for Detroit, would it disappear? Do forks ever get jealous that spoons have a higher cultural standing after Button Moon was on TV? What's in Amarillo that's so great?

Perhaps we should fax the Prime Minister to find out, these question are important enough for his attention.

Rearguards,

The Happy Day Gang