ready freddy cause here they come

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they’re on their way…. yup gentle readers, our new neighbor moved in today.  thats the thing about apartment living i dont really like, someone living above us and getting to listen to them moving around.  well, that isnt that bad, i can tolerate and adapt, unlike my beloved who cant handle it at all and will shortly be sleeping in the living room lol. that is the only part of the hobbit  house that does NOT have a floor above it!  i love that because when it rains, i can listen to it and the music it brings is wonderfully cleansing to the soul and mind.

but back to the new neighbor… *rolling eyes*  we knew before hand he was moving in, but there was a rumor that the new ‘bor was a mom with small kids.  holy crap i thought, my beloved might actually flip the internal switch and revert to the jungle, we got the kids out of the house (send money).  we’re fortunate to have wonderful neighbors – very wonderful neighbors, 2 of which we’re having a cook out with on sunday and i get to make my potato salad! WOOT WOOT!  they’re kids, young and in love and it makes me feel good to see them and the love they have for each other that is palpable and happy!  or as my son used to say – it makes my heart feel big.  i think that is the most creative and wonderful explanation of love i have ever heard – it makes my heart feel big.  my son is incredible.  he doesnt jaw much but when he does, its something worthwhile and valueable.  and our other neighbors are just as cool, but they’re leaving us. im so sad. they are fantastic and we are really going to miss them.  hmm the great karnak senses another cookout night coming along before they leave!!!  but all that being said lol, i noticed a truck pull in and i called the landlord and she said it was ok, the upstairs apartment had been rented.  cool – can i ask a question?  rumor has it that our new neighbor is a mom with 3 kids (i had been inside that apartment and there was no logical or feasible way that 4 people could live there but i had to ask lol) and she laughed and said no- but she did inform me that our new neighbor was an older gentlement and was, well, “special” she said very kindly so i will put it as he is one of Gods special people.  my husband met him last week when he was here doing a walk about i guess and asked him to please check for the electric and to please call him and let him know (which we all know i would be the one doing it lol).  so yesterday the electric co came and turned on the elec and i’ll be damned if they couldnt be bothered to shut the fridge.  so i did it and called to let him know.  but my beloved did state he said he was special – slow if you will.

they didnt start moving in till later this afternoon.  i found it very amusing when i was out back with pez and kilo when the first load came in – im assuming one person was on the landing and pez started barking.  “Pez, other people are allowed to live here too” i shouted so whoever was up there would get the picture. kilo was just standing there watching. few minutes later, another person, same thing “Pez other people are allowed to live here too!” lol. third time was the charm, said the same thing but this time got up to go smile and wave at whoever was there.  i had been sitting back on the patio smoking.  and then brought the heinous hounds in cause i got sick of listening to the Pezzird, the Pezzinator, the Pezzilingo the Pezzilicious, The Pez lol.  they will get used to it, the neighbor and the dogs.

but i hate change. i really do.  i love the hobbit house and as our next door neighbor is totally awesome, he’s moving sept1 and is getting rid of everything he owns as he’s moving cross country. i managed to score 4 chairs for my kitchen table, dry erase board and i have dibbs on their nuker lmsao.  but all that sucks as we really like him and his girlfriend and her little dog.  we tried introducing him to the heinous hounds but as mine are well, a little exuberant at meeting new friends, they really scared her woofie. sigh – medhead is kicking in and i had more to say, but more importantly i wanted to say im sorry sunshine.  i was wrong.

and to thank klonnie for todays earworm supreme- cage the elephant – aint no rest for the wicked.  Oh, there ain’t no rest for the wicked,
Money don’t grow on trees, I got bills to pay, I got mouths to feed, There ain’t nothing in this world for free.
I know I can’t slow down, I can’t hold back, Though you know I wish I could, Oh no there ain’t no rest for the wicked,
Until we close our eyes for good.

the muse is gone

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gentle reader but that could ever so slightly be construed as a shout out to some serious car dancing bb king and me lurves me some bb king.  saw him oh how many years ago with three chord george (as he’s known around here) 0r as the rest of the world knows him as George Thorogood and the Delaware Destroyers.  the man can only play  3 chords but damn thems soom good chords lol.

my mental jukebox is rapid cycling manic while im depressed. lol my shrinks gonna love this.  hell its even giving me a chuckle now and then but its also making me very nervous.  i was dealing yesterday with some serious nin – not necessarily a good thing but hell, bow down before the one you serve, youre gonna get what you deserve.  i may post the vid as i do adore aw fuck whats his name again?  had it but its gone. hurt would be obvious but im not generally obvious.  even the johnny cash version which makes me cry would still be obvious.  now closer…. mad chuckle tom  made me get rid of that disc cause he was offended by closer lol.  hey – it made me dance rather provocatively <seg>.  hmm mebbe someday i’ll spell check.  i dont do it in real life since half the time i am having hard time speaking english anymore so why not let my writing reflect that?  ps i went out and got that nin disc again lol.

i like to come out side (out front) most mornings after ive taken the dogs out to do their bidness and sit here with my coffee as the traffic goes by,  i get a honk or two but thats only from those who know i live here as no one can see me sitting here. i come out and look for my little buddy, a hmmm id say over a yearling rabbit who lives i think under my shed.  he is not frighened when i come out, rather he just looks at me with his ears forward and i just tell him good morning and talk to him.  i look up, and there he is by the swing set – all of id say 30 to 40 feet from me.  i tell him mornin bud as he goes about his business of cleaning himself.  nope – i think this is a younger wabbit.  we have some very young wabbits.  my bud has been known to sit 10 foot off my door and not even move while i come out with my coffee and he is used to me- i can tell by how his ears change and now how he will clean himself around me with his eyes at half mast.  nope, this one is too small, i can tell by the ears.  but he’s learning its safe here.  lol the killer – i have a westie – a natural vermin predator. vermin in this sense, wabbit hunter,  my dogs are leashed out back when they want to go out a) pa is a leash law state and b) kilo is a runner. pez the westie was so totally focused in on something by the fence that a tiny and i mean tiny wabbit got its balls up and just flew right past him with me on the ground pointing and laughing at the incompetent vermin hunter. seriously, this wittle wabbit had to have skinned him and pez didnt even notice lol.  but i think im going to get some greens and lettuce – the carrots i threw out over the last few days didnt really seem to do the trick, unless the rat bastards took them at night,   we believe they nest under our shed so i have no problem with it.  wabbits are cool.

ahh but what is NOT cool is that todays high is to be in the 90s.  not cool Socially Unattractive? you live to be wearing as little as possible so as not to be arrested type heat.  well, tis true but according to the weather troll, this heat is foreshadowing some very bad boomers later today.  tru dat but…. these could be very bad and i dont like these that are very bad. from the outside that is.

well – i got a crapload and a half to do today so i will leave you with some bb – the thrill is gone..  he’s not playing lucille but still – its bb…

i know one fact, i’ll be one tough act to follow

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And I know some shit’s so hard to swallow But I can’t just sit back and wallow In my own sorrow but I know one fact i’ll be one tough act to follow. here today, gone tomorrow, but you’d have to walk a thousand miles in my shoes just to see what its like to be me. i’ll be you, lets trade shoes, just to see what it’d be like, to feel your pain, you feel mine, go inside each others minds.  just to see what we’d find, look at shit through each others eyes. dont let them say your not beautiful,  they can all  get fucked  stay true to you. dont let them say you aint beautiful, they can all go get fucked stay true to you!

god i love that white boy and i so see where he’s at in beautiful and even more in not afraid. i watch that frequently as em resembles my son so much.  but lose yourself will always have the biggest part in my heart.  yet it made my heart fill with joy when son texted his dad nad told him he wouldnt be half the man he is if not for him.  what better compliment could you possibly get?  lose yourself in the music the moment you own it you better never let it go, you only get one shot  do not let you your chance to blow this opportunitiy comes once in a lifetime yo!

ok, now we’ll slide on down to kiiiiiiiiiiiiid kid rock!but you can

look for answers…… and no kid would be apropo sans cowboy baby.

and this bitch’ll get kicked outa bars one day…cowboy baby – i can smell a pig from a mile away <seg> but these have been on my driving disc for some reason i have yet to figure out why. other than car dancing  i dont know.  i have finally gotten rid of my family. yes i know its harsh but when they start giving you rules on relationships, well that just wrong and now  you are to have a conditional familial relationship  well i dont swing that way homie. my shrink was amused when i told her said child told me that psychotherapy doesnt work.  which makes me wonder. if therapy doesnt work, how will a relationship with basically NOTHING to talk about will work and heal?  oh well, aint my problem anymore. and a large weight got lifted cause every as time i had any contact with her was via written word and we all know the written word does not convey the intended meaning and my family excels at taking the worst possible meaning and sticking with it lol especially when im concerned.  i got some decent jewelry to sell to make ends meet.  despite the ignorant bitch she’s decided to be (and i suspect with help), i will have my pearl necklace restrung for her college graduation and my sapphire ring for her birth day.  and when its his turn my son gets my engagement ring – tis a family thing. he wont have to worry about spending a crapload on a ring for a woman who makes him happy.  and if i approve of her, i will have pearl earrings made for her.  i have seveal loose pearls laying around.  im not sure what i’ll do with the cameos yet. they’re well over a hundred years old.  perhaps a grandkid will get them. perhaps –

i do have a piece of advice out there for you – love does not have conditions set on it.  and if you think it does, say hello to divorce court. and therapy lmsao.  but i know one thing for real:

I’LL BE ONE TOUGH ACT TO FOLLOW.

here today, gone tomorrow but

I’LL BE ONE TOUGH ACT TO FOLLOW.

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