I suppose after all this time, this bloggie of mine is kind of impenetrable..don't care really, kind of gotten tough skin over time about who knows what, realize at this point in my life, when you're gone they're gonna know it all anyway so why not be real for real? reallhy...any way..that wasn't my point, just a nod up about what's up...because I'm onto having a baff...some breprast, where's the fire going and how to keep it real (warm) kitty looks beeutiful she's an outdoor girl with a ruff like Queen Elizabeth highlighted in gray against a black Persian fir and the personality of a luviduc...kinda cool, feel bad she doesn't come inoors but hey, she poops in the house so it can't be
looking forward to summer, snuck over during his work time and had a hottubbie for about five minutes in the neighbor hottub like I said know it all...and then thought last night he'd be working but he was home which was odd...he's a co and they work five days with two off thought monday sunday were them for him because they always away on those days but no not it...and you know what, that some be a communal thing in the neighborhood time to shed skins and be reals same with the dumpster situation we keep up the yardage and we toss in their and the community takes it in taxes like that well no we got all this free load stuff happening and so it don't and we're left in our little cubicles come evening to be depressed about no one to talk to but if we have some one to talk to we're drinking with them, and so forth and then if we want to go righteous we can get a load off the two mules at the coop that prosleytize on how to be straight arrows when all they do is condemn that don't think like them..now I never wrote that WORD, see???
and yeah, got enough empty beer cans around here to build a rocket but that's the issue of the moment how to clean up the garbage, had a great job doing that for the prison but it was the concentration factor that made it a possibility here's the muse of art calling all the time...hehe...I know it when it's creeping in...sneaking along tangling and dangling...you haven't painted...hyou haven't painted...whisper whisper...true enough I made the great Map of GP and it's still hanging on the porch so that's a great effort right there I should think and I wanted to put it over at the gallery but hey...no one 'll ever see it there will they...hmmmm better on the porch wit hte occasional PUD guy taking a look or is it the cubans because the window ain't fixed yet?? that little punk said he ordered the glass but I guess I shoulda given him a deposit...ok go check the bank balance and more for later...what's for brepfrast??wuv to all/cette moi
looking forward to summer, snuck over during his work time and had a hottubbie for about five minutes in the neighbor hottub like I said know it all...and then thought last night he'd be working but he was home which was odd...he's a co and they work five days with two off thought monday sunday were them for him because they always away on those days but no not it...and you know what, that some be a communal thing in the neighborhood time to shed skins and be reals same with the dumpster situation we keep up the yardage and we toss in their and the community takes it in taxes like that well no we got all this free load stuff happening and so it don't and we're left in our little cubicles come evening to be depressed about no one to talk to but if we have some one to talk to we're drinking with them, and so forth and then if we want to go righteous we can get a load off the two mules at the coop that prosleytize on how to be straight arrows when all they do is condemn that don't think like them..now I never wrote that WORD, see???
and yeah, got enough empty beer cans around here to build a rocket but that's the issue of the moment how to clean up the garbage, had a great job doing that for the prison but it was the concentration factor that made it a possibility here's the muse of art calling all the time...hehe...I know it when it's creeping in...sneaking along tangling and dangling...you haven't painted...hyou haven't painted...whisper whisper...true enough I made the great Map of GP and it's still hanging on the porch so that's a great effort right there I should think and I wanted to put it over at the gallery but hey...no one 'll ever see it there will they...hmmmm better on the porch wit hte occasional PUD guy taking a look or is it the cubans because the window ain't fixed yet?? that little punk said he ordered the glass but I guess I shoulda given him a deposit...ok go check the bank balance and more for later...what's for brepfrast??wuv to all/cette moi
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