Sadly, this union will not survive the luau.
you have to reach deep inside yourself and pull out
something you never knew you had.
There were more.
I left it all, out there,
in the field of play.
I just went out there and did what I had to do to get the “W.”
Which in this case stands for WORMS.
I’d like to thank God.
He didn’t look like this yesterday.
We’re aren’t quite sure which one in the family he most takes after,
but I think it’s me.
I knew it was him from across the room.
I just walked on by and pretended I didn’t know him.
My Spirit Nana doesn’t like that kind of behavior.
She wants me to go out and spirit mingle.
Which reminds me, I’d better spirit call her tonight.
We can talk about the Olympics.
full of smoke and steam
fueled by one long scream
and a burrito supreme.
Too much Mexican rarebit before bed.
What is sauce for the goose is a combustible liquid for the three-headed, fire-breathing gander. That’s because the flashpoint is around 150 degrees Fahrenheit.
Field notes 1/20/14
The Armadillidiidae in the yard are growing larger.
I don’t think I care for their recent doodles.
This experiment has taken an unexpected turn into a darkened corridor,
which may end up on fire. I will report back when possible.
Seek the ultimate throne
when a gastronomic ruling requires final judgment,
preferably from a remote location.
99% of all wild fires are caused by humans.