Hey (name deleted to protect the innocent)
long time no see…..
Well here it is again; Day After T-Day and no one has asked me to a
“Wild Turkey Party”…..AGAIN!!!
I had hoped I’d die before I got old…too late!
I’m SSSooOOOoo broke, if I wasn’t, I would get a taxi to Taylor’s for a shot or two of the Wild T-K.
I’m soOOOOooo TIRED of being old, boring, broke, and sexless. No Dancing in your life causes NO HAIR, I’m an example and it is a well known fact, so when can you check out my new hair?
I just got back from “dinner” at Tartan with “He Who Will not Obey”; “HE” a veggie burger, ME a bowl of soup…such a lot of clams… and the tab, well i did invite him not the other way around.
Now “HE” on FaceBook and ME wishing I had taxi money.
I wore my wig tonight and may I say I looked fantastic in my wig of Chinese plastic! I think it is made of recycled tires and may be radio active…you know those Chinese? It is crumbling off my head so we need to check out my new hair soon. I wanted to wear the Nico/Pat Benitar wig into the shop (EVERYONE will LAUGH) but I’m not sure I can keep it on my head for another wear, so the timing is important. 
Otherwise I’ll have to wear my new fuzzy “rat pack” hat. When I’m not being Nico, Pat Benitar or my own self (a fat old broad with questionable taste in clothes and style), I wear the new hat and am Sammy Jr.
OOoopps there goes another rubber tree plant…but I’ve had HIGH hopes.
I HATE THIS TIME OF YEAR! So how are you Dear?
If this exact email isn’t my next blog then my next blog may be about legalization of pot which is ironic since I never smoke any…..WHERE is that Wild T-K when you need it?
Yesterday my T-Day “date” was “HE”’s 93 year old uncle and HIS was his 96 year old father; we went to my sister’s in R****. WHeeee, then I covered the evening shift with the uncle and I couldn’t get him to bed.
the end (in more ways than one)
dru
“She Is The Arrow”
I’m not sure why I love that sentence so much but I surely do.
I love A Knight’s Tale, I LOVE Princess Bride; for all of the same and completely different reasons.
I also love almost any Hallmark Channel Xmas movie….because I just can’t help myself. sigh
I do know the Gaza is burning….but what am I to do?
BEGINNING OF REAL STORY
I also know my Pip Squeak has cancer of the lymph glands and he isn’t even close to 3 years old.
I know, I truly truly, do know, that I am TIRED!
Pip Squeak was the Runt of the litter 2 years ago.
The others would come out to eat and even play but at first he’d just stay under the bushes and never see the real light of day…however, after a while, when I’d looked out the window, I’d see him edging out of the really BIG BUSH and looking up at me…he “seemed” to find me interesting. He looked at me a lot, actually seemed to see me; which in a cat is sort of weird as, I believe, they don’t recognize you except for voice and of course smell.
What actually tamed him down was the bed.
CATZ likz beds…
the cushier the better!
He came in the house one day; following Tatt, and “Found” the bed…he liked that!
Then since I sleep in it too, he decided he liked me…and there it goes; well in this case I probably should say…there it went.
Now he is very sick, albeit not acting as such…it was the swollen glands that gave this nightmare away, and I have to decide if I’m going to take a role in the history of his life, well I mean a role that doesn’t actually mean just…
“FEED ME”
He is so cute it hurts to my boots!
the end
in more ways than one…how did a cat get this?
He has such a funny funny face but
i never wrote a “poem” for him…sigh
Who put the chicken in my mashed up tater?
Who put the peanut in my ripe ole tomater?
Is that corn gonna listen or start talking to me?
Is that bunch of lettuce Bibb or part babee? 
What if I’m a Veggie or somewhat Allergical?
What if I’m a Vegan or a Jew or Liturgical?
I may as usual be sort ‘o overreacting
but I’m still certain I want to know what that’s packing!
SO TAKE THAT MONSANTO, JUST THINKING OF YOU GUYS MAKES ME TWITCH!!!!
And I’m not kidding, signed:
(rhymes with itch)
Please take a minute to watch this new video and share it with family and friends!
also click on this to see why i twitch
http://www.vanityfair.com/politics/features/2008/05/monsanto200805
I AIN’T GO’NA EAT NO “PAPA JOHN’S” PIZZAS NO MOOOREEE…
I AIN’T GO’NA EAT NO “PAPA JOHN’S” PIZZAS NO MOOOREEE…
I DON’T CARE HOW MANY FREE PIZZAS THERE IS…
HEALTH CARE FOR EMPLOYEES IS A FAR BETTER GIVE! 
I AIN’T GO’NA EAT NO “PAPA JOHN’S” PIZZAS NO MOOOREEE……………
http://americablog.com/2012/11/papa-johns-sued-for-250-million-over-text-spam.html
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/11/13/how-much-obamacare-will-r_n_2121235.html
My eyes they cry, my joints they squeak, I hobble around on little broken feet. My stomach hurts, my head it spins, I go to bed just to get up again. I’m tired of life but the options suck, my life is screwed but it was I that mucked up. My wallet is thin, my body is fat and there is no one else I can blame for that. I hate to work, I can’t afford play, and I wish that night was the same as day. My heart she pounds but I don’t really care but I guess today I should wash my hair. There goes my 8:01 alarm; my first collection call of this brand new dawn. Oh you eff’n cats get off my sore feet;
I’d like to try for an hour more sleep
Wake up – Wake up
It’s time for us to eat!
Wake up – Wake up
or we will bite your feet!
We know your clock sez 6am
but our tummies say it’s 7.
We’re not the fools who made these rules….
Wake up it’s 10 past 7!
evidently i’m not the only person who has this problem, daylight savings time or no, just check this out. dru
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w0ffwDYo00Q
ps last night i set my clocks ahead, finally figured out “In Fall you fall back” and had to reset every blasted one…smart i not!
When Boston Blackie came to stay, he’d slink ‘round on his belly and he’d always look away. Now he rubs against my legs and he says MouW WooW, he’ll be in the house soon as he figures out how!
I DON’T REALLY CARE WHO YOU VOTE FOR….well really i do but i still think voting is needed no matter who turns your ticket…….
SO GIRLZ!!!
and boyz too
GET OUT THERE AND DO IT!