So I missed yesterday's posting, I was busy, very busy doing nothing, it's no big deal. So let's try this one on...
Things that are never in reach….
The obvious … the TV remote, the cordless phone, the dog whisle and the car keys.
The non so obvious… a match for the charcoal, the boat keys (dropped in the lake), and your reading glasses to read the fine print on the bag of chips telling you the high fat content you are consuming. Yesterday was a real bear.
Things that make strange noises in the early am…
your stomach after a late night at the Watering Hole ( a Mexician restruatant )… a wood pecker family out in the morning feasting on a breakfast of grabs in the large pine tree just outside your window… your younger brother playing with his new chain saw (he can’t sleep either he had dinner with you at the Mexican joint) … the guy at the end of the lake who is redoing his landscaping with a dozer at 6 am... my neighbor the dentist who loves flying his seaplane in the mornings and at night and his take off path is 20 feet over our home…
These are only little things in the big picture of things. When I think of people who are up at 5 am just to comute to work, what’s a little noise or a lost car key…
Let’s be thankful for the little stuff and not bombs going off next door.
posted by Up North @ 6:23 AM
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2 Comments:
That place sounds like it would drive Helen Keller crazy. Chain saws (there you go with that chainsaw fetish again), seaplanes, bulldozers, woodpeckers, etc, etc, etc.
It's no wonder you are forced to resort to these rambling blogs to blow off a little emotional steam.
You think its loud now, you just wait until this weekend and the related festivities. Will make Beruit look like a safe haven.
Speaking of chainsaws, one of the finest chain saw scenes in a movie was featuring Rory Calhoun, old time western star, appearing in that classic "Motel Hell" as Farmer Vincent and chaing the deputy around his smoke house with a chain saw while wearing a giant pig head. But enough of this waxing nostalgic, need to find someplace quiet.
MLC
Fetish are also things that crawl in the night, and I don't mean those that may have had two too many.
We all should have a designated driver at events where one gets a little out of hand, maybe a designated crawler would be more to the point.
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