I’m having a bad day but it looks like Manuel was too. This poetry is just so representative of the way I feel today. UP down, UP down., UP down; the last down is because they water works dept replaced my 60 year old water main and now my out side sewer is backing up. Money, Money, Money, chink.
“To lose the brightness of the colors,
The sensation that somehow everything becomes dim.”
THANK YOU emothons for saying it just the way i would have…had i had a voice that works. ~~dru~~
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Dude, even i could have told you to avoid mixing skittles in the vodka bottle. what starts out so colorful takes on an “additive” hue *combining all the skittles gives us…the rainbow? oh no, doo doo brown. * So, since they replace your water service to break or it on it’s convenient own eff you coinky dinky breaks? you can get in your practice be it snarkly praying to any of the patheon choice of gods for removing blockages and making correctol brownies for everyone but your home. š or you can stew in the fragrant thoughts of yay there goes yet more money…. no. very bad – of course don’t think me stupid or actually very helpful shhh, not my blog commenting spot here… but I can sure smile at the history your backhoest will hit digging it up soon enough… or perhaps the fortune you’ll get in tv appearances when the repair guy has a seriously interesting history to hide you for a fee will gloriously know knowing about and everyone wants to hear? i mean come on here- you could just stub that toe on a gold nugget…sure it hurts but every ounce of that weight is how many hundreds according to the spot metal price??…oh and may some tom leher song wont help but you’ll laugh anyways – as we dance to the masochism tango. ode to the old dope peddler spreading joy wherever he goes? – poisoning pigeon in the park – another lively tune and a sunday treat of one too! š and watch out for the skittles in the vodka- it’s great rainbow pride and all that- but some metaphors unhelpfully mix ..for a sugary sweet bonus hangover – I prefer you stick to safe old GIN š and laughing about how helpful your blog commenter here wasn’t š
(merderer of metaphors, confuser on par with god at babel…. blah blah, just think me hoping a smile finds you š
I’ll take that smile thank you. You can hope for me just a small blockage in the sewer line due to the water off and one for several days now. Plumber comes for me tomorrow. Have to put off the car payment for another week so we can pay for this. However, Needs Must when the Devil Drives. ~~dru~~
not that i wish you irritating financial encumberances.. but you share something in details i can cheer about- you’re a home owner š glad to spot this. don’t bother to confirm or deny this š it’s just a telling detail. as i have had a lot of no fun with plumbing – I actually will continue brattish behaviour here and hope for a big blockage.. the reason is simple- such usually are easier to spot and fix swiftly and aren’t little annoying nigglers niggling the accounts. or I wish you the most painless in damnable dentistry metaphors as retooled for plumbing jokes. I also hope you have an EVIL sense of humor – this recent development calls for shit on a shingle – you know a timely meal of cream of chipped beef on toasts or baked split in two taters. – and hopefully with the juditious savings on such a sparing meal – you can enjoy some gin which technically wont help either but stories must continue and gin helps make stories š but the evil isn’t an old fiscally responsible recipe of the ages…no…it’s what you serve to drink with the dinner- I know I’m evil because I’m knowingly going to suggest Italian Sodas… sweet, cream, seltzer. awful to look at and what soul would make a bubbly cream drink with a cream dinner? it could work but I’ll ljust let you mull over how evil I really sound š the last one i made was a v8 energy pomegranate blueberry energy- apple juice equal parts splash of cream and bubbly seltzer lemon til it fizzes. – this might not go with cream of chipped beef. in fact apple juice applejack and cream with the seltzer also may not go NOTHING might actually go except your lunch thinking about the evilness of such an offering. that has use too it’s called an emmetic. things garunteed to unsettle the stomac. š
Oh my stomach is gone, partly thanx to gin but oooo ooo ooo, it makes you wanna sin. Goes GREAT with New England Clam Chowder. You may not remember the meal but you just KNOW it was grand.
Yes I bought my Grandparents’ home that they finished in 1936 and all five generations have lived it at one time or another. Plumbing pipes are actually ceramic made by Gladden McBean and give me joy and nightmares. I don’t actually own the house mostly the bank and the taxing authorities do but it will take a explosion to get me, “HE who will not obey” and the 20 some odd and semi-feral catz out.
Just let ’em try to budge me. I hear suicide is painless.
Thanx for an enjoyable evening and remember what “Musings of an Old Fart” said Don’t pull your lizard out in the car. ~~dru~~
I have to visit more of new england and i don’t mean new jersey’s campbells. nor that delightful brand i never remember world’s best lobster bisque in a can…and if you really really wish to be food anthropologic- get out some kenyon’s gristmill’s johnny cake mix…white cornmeal- it’s rye and injun bread straight out of colonial american times… or andersonville the movie part of the usa civil war series or similar stuffs of turner’s interest in civil war this or that. horrible to think you could taste what life was like for the poor union folk for freedom endured as pow’s there. not from kenyon’s that’s rhode island but white corn needn’t always be. as to johnny mandelling- back to that trip over the gold nuggets! or assign time to some hopefully legal enterprise that’s just about as lucrative….and safer on the tummy than gin. š nearly everything but draino is :D.