Not trying to tread on Ox’s threads here,,, not even a similar posting,,,,
I’m sitting the day out from the world. This AM’s post lanced the boii in my mind and I am chill and mellow this eve. (a shot doesn’t hurt none, so long as I ain’t goin’ nowhere, and I ain’t!)
Naw, what started the whole ‘Throw back’ idea in me head was seeing some chick lf questionable sexual orientation (and on the skinny side without looking like a meth-head, unusual around here) decked out in stuff I MIGHT have worn back in 1985,,, To include the parachute pants,,,,,
and she looked like she was in her 50’s or had done enough coke to make her look that way,,,, (and I’m leaning towards ‘did enough coke’,,,,, Ya had to see it to undertand.)
my first and second thought was “THROW IT BACK!!!” and run away screaming,,,, EEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeekkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ROFLMAO,,,,,
*cough* hiccup,,gasp!,,,, I guess you had to be there,,,,
J.O.B. was foreshortened today. Bad assumption on my part led to my being ‘docked’ by a short day. Thought the other crews had grabbed the material I needed to do my job today,,, They hadn’t, and HAD assumed that I had,,,, Yeah,,, one of THOSE screw-ups,,,, SO, I get there and I had enough rollers for the two gates to ‘get started’, but that was IT,,, and Bossman was like “just do it tomorrow,,,” not worth running back to the shop to grab them and then get back just to shut down for the day,,,, and I could see that for myself. C’est la Vie,,,,
Grizz is driving me a touch nutty recently. I guess one and half weeks of those ten hour days, that dried up like the wind, was enough to reset his internal clock or something. But y’all benefit from it, so I guess I shouldn’t complain, eh? No, he’s been sleeping on my bed with me, right near my shoulders, always touching me ‘just a little’ ( I get REALLY hot at night, turn into a mini-furnace. Too hot for kittums.) but then come 5:20AM,,, buzzzbuzzzz ‘mwrowr’ blert blert aggressive headstrop blert blert blert. and those whiskers will tickle a schnoz into a serious distraction from lucidity
SO I get up, make sure the foodbowl is not showing bottom (its NEVER empty, but you would think, if they can see the bottom, that I haven’t fed them in WEEKS,,,,) start the coffee, drizzle some cream out for Grizz and Zoom’z (Mama doesn’t like it; color me surprised!) and speedread the feeds.
and by 7:15 I am scrambling to finish a post for y’all,,,,
La Tourista,,, thats how I feel about my position in the world these days. ‘just here for the scenery’ sort of feelz.
I must be cracked ,,,,
4:30, shot number two,,,,
Y’all have a good night and I’ll (and Grizz my new editor with a deadline) will have sumpin new up.
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