06-18-2016, 05:57 PM
I wake up to Pyewacket looking at an empty cat food reserve and my own fridge rather parse. I hoist another 50 gal trash bag of crushed plastic bottles I've been slowly packing down, don a kaffira gifted by a Jordanian Christian friend gifted years past. I'm halfway down the street and the local LEO pulls over and gives me grief for concealing my face, wants me to UNPACK my sack to examine the contents. 30 minutes later I'm on my way and arrive to the mayhem of Saturday. I stand another hour before cashing in. I enter Trader Joe's. My tango partner looks at me ' Chris
you really are part indian'! huh? Your face is burned and you must be dehydrated the way your high cheekbones stand out. Manager makes me
drink a bottle of French lemonade. I notice Danielle has a bandaged hand as I gift her Edith Piaf CDs: She speaks French and never heard of her.
A dog bit her badly. I make a note to look over hand lotions on BULLGOOSE. I walk home, drink more water, collapse after feeding Pye. I wake up, he's curled up giving me a worried look. I touch my face; closely shaved with Savonerrie du Moulin this AM. OMG! I won't be shaving a few days. I look in my emergency medical kit and it's been raided. I look at the SdM still drying and begin dabbing the semi paste on my face with a bit of water.
RELIEF! This is without doubt the best soap I own among several good ones. I have to make 3 more trips next week, pay some bills. Maybe I'll wear my beret and sunglasses. that rookie LEO will probably think I'm a black panther.
you really are part indian'! huh? Your face is burned and you must be dehydrated the way your high cheekbones stand out. Manager makes me
drink a bottle of French lemonade. I notice Danielle has a bandaged hand as I gift her Edith Piaf CDs: She speaks French and never heard of her.
A dog bit her badly. I make a note to look over hand lotions on BULLGOOSE. I walk home, drink more water, collapse after feeding Pye. I wake up, he's curled up giving me a worried look. I touch my face; closely shaved with Savonerrie du Moulin this AM. OMG! I won't be shaving a few days. I look in my emergency medical kit and it's been raided. I look at the SdM still drying and begin dabbing the semi paste on my face with a bit of water.
RELIEF! This is without doubt the best soap I own among several good ones. I have to make 3 more trips next week, pay some bills. Maybe I'll wear my beret and sunglasses. that rookie LEO will probably think I'm a black panther.
06-19-2016, 08:32 AM
Cringes at compliment and the word SUNSHINE. 
I'm not as badly burnt as expected. But I'm badly dehydrated still, drinking water with limes, eating bananas for my aching muscles. Just got called a communist over my POTUS campaign poster by my neighbor. I yelled back I'M A MONARCHIST YOU TWIT! waved at the Chabbad Rebi walking by, OYE! a full beard and frock coat in this weather. Hey, it's Father's Day. Pye just presented me with a dead cockroach dispatched sometime in the night, HAPPY FATHER'S DAY to new and old. tomorrow's the SOLSTICE. I'm spending it with Lily indoors.
I'm not as badly burnt as expected. But I'm badly dehydrated still, drinking water with limes, eating bananas for my aching muscles. Just got called a communist over my POTUS campaign poster by my neighbor. I yelled back I'M A MONARCHIST YOU TWIT! waved at the Chabbad Rebi walking by, OYE! a full beard and frock coat in this weather. Hey, it's Father's Day. Pye just presented me with a dead cockroach dispatched sometime in the night, HAPPY FATHER'S DAY to new and old. tomorrow's the SOLSTICE. I'm spending it with Lily indoors.
06-19-2016, 04:06 PM
I don't understand half of what I write half the time. You live long enough; and I mean live and all this stuff accumulates like a antique store. We are all participants and witnesses to life and have a duty to both. I was in an American Literature class in University. Instructor loved to tell everyone she was a member of the American Communist Party. I never met a more materialistic, money scamming woman in my life. She's lecturing on Stephen Crane's THE OPEN BOAT somehow
linking it to the Castro revolution and the seating arrangement of the characters symbolic of social class warfare or something. I finally interrupted 'Your wrong' She said 'Oh? you know so much tell us more'. O.K. I was a USCG Lifeboat Coxswain on the Oregon Coast, designated surfman and rescue swimmer. Now the captain sat in his position to observe the oncoming waves offshore and give commands to the helmsman and........ I signed up next term for European lit and she
took over for an ailing colleague. We started with Ibsen's The DOLL HOUSE. She started her communist Manifesto schtick, saw me in the 3rd row and stormed out.
A really talented gay teacher took over for her discovered I was a SP in the Castro district and knew half his friends. everything eventually links up in a weird way.
linking it to the Castro revolution and the seating arrangement of the characters symbolic of social class warfare or something. I finally interrupted 'Your wrong' She said 'Oh? you know so much tell us more'. O.K. I was a USCG Lifeboat Coxswain on the Oregon Coast, designated surfman and rescue swimmer. Now the captain sat in his position to observe the oncoming waves offshore and give commands to the helmsman and........ I signed up next term for European lit and she
took over for an ailing colleague. We started with Ibsen's The DOLL HOUSE. She started her communist Manifesto schtick, saw me in the 3rd row and stormed out.
A really talented gay teacher took over for her discovered I was a SP in the Castro district and knew half his friends. everything eventually links up in a weird way.
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