Yevette isn't in any kind of shape to be getting gregarious with computers but I do know she appreciated your gift and your card so I can say that much for her.
I'll go with the Feast of the Boiled Rats for a description of the last four or five days as it should have popped fantastic and Ra the Sun God even tried but there wasn't much joy in Mudville although Casey had nothing to do with it this time.
Note: sometimes I'm concerned my scribes are too cryptic but then I get neurotic about being patronizing ... aiiyyeee ... it's a psychotic circle jerk.
When the times call for Pedialyte by the liter, you probably don't need any more description. Unknown if you have ever tasted it and I feel for Yevette in needing it now since it's probably not as bad as drinking from a dog's water bowl but you won't want to drink this either.
Note: Toby the Dog's water bowl would be just fine to drink but that nincompoop somehow often manages to get his chow into it which I'm sure brightens to no end his watering until the next morning.
I'll be shutting my yap about improvement until (gasp) I see some. It really is coming and that's clear so there's no doom and gloom ... but ... it's ... so ... damn ... slow.
The Fates have got me into their game now since it will rain today but then they will flip life to go better at the same time. They like fuckin' with us in that way sometimes.
ML: you're shit-faced, aren't you?
Erm, define shit-faced ... but ... yes, I do have an illegal smile ... and ... I notice I'm one of the few who is smiling ... so ...
Ah, but fortunately I have the key to escape reality
And you may see me tonight with an illegal smile
It don't cost very much, but it lasts a long while
Won't you please tell the man I didn't kill anyone
No I'm just trying to have me some fun
- "Illegal Smile" by John Prine
Mystery Lady, come on down! Some aspects suck jagged boulders but we still have, erm, John Prine.
No worries about needing to have an illegal smile since I'm happy to share or not as you please. It's my pleasure either way.
I'll go with the Feast of the Boiled Rats for a description of the last four or five days as it should have popped fantastic and Ra the Sun God even tried but there wasn't much joy in Mudville although Casey had nothing to do with it this time.
Note: sometimes I'm concerned my scribes are too cryptic but then I get neurotic about being patronizing ... aiiyyeee ... it's a psychotic circle jerk.
When the times call for Pedialyte by the liter, you probably don't need any more description. Unknown if you have ever tasted it and I feel for Yevette in needing it now since it's probably not as bad as drinking from a dog's water bowl but you won't want to drink this either.
Note: Toby the Dog's water bowl would be just fine to drink but that nincompoop somehow often manages to get his chow into it which I'm sure brightens to no end his watering until the next morning.
I'll be shutting my yap about improvement until (gasp) I see some. It really is coming and that's clear so there's no doom and gloom ... but ... it's ... so ... damn ... slow.
The Fates have got me into their game now since it will rain today but then they will flip life to go better at the same time. They like fuckin' with us in that way sometimes.
ML: you're shit-faced, aren't you?
Erm, define shit-faced ... but ... yes, I do have an illegal smile ... and ... I notice I'm one of the few who is smiling ... so ...
Ah, but fortunately I have the key to escape reality
And you may see me tonight with an illegal smile
It don't cost very much, but it lasts a long while
Won't you please tell the man I didn't kill anyone
No I'm just trying to have me some fun
- "Illegal Smile" by John Prine
Mystery Lady, come on down! Some aspects suck jagged boulders but we still have, erm, John Prine.
No worries about needing to have an illegal smile since I'm happy to share or not as you please. It's my pleasure either way.
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