FataMorgana
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I'll catch this bird for ya, but it ain't gonna be easy...If you need help finding it ...
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I'll catch this bird for ya, but it ain't gonna be easy...If you need help finding it ...
Not like going down the pond chasin' bluegills and tommycods. This shark, swallow you whole. Little shakin', little tenderizin', an' down you go.I'll catch this bird for ya, but it ain't gonna be easy...
Ouch!I don't mind those. It's a bit just like whanging 'em on the photocopier. Smears, I hate. I had one once with a total bitch who couldn't find my cervix. She was getting quite irritable with me so I said "Well I haven't left it in my fuckin car". So she booked me in with another nurse who found it before I even got my undercrackers off.
Its the wrong type of " being stuck inside an ass cheek"I spent most of last week in Tupelo, Mississippi. I thought it was hot up here in Lake country, I was WRONG.
So true, I’m standing at my grandparent’s headstones and there’s no wind, 99° air temp, 105° feels like, and my mom says “well, if the heat gives me a heart attack at least it would be efficient.” Excuse me, ma’am? We aren’t dying today.Its the wrong type of " being stuck inside an ass cheek"
I hear its the lower 48's favorite destination this weekend.It's the perfect temperature for enjoying the outdoors, here. 62°F (16°C)
The BBQ will be done soon.
They will be in Seward for the Marathon race, likely the world's toughest 5k. It's just an out and back, but the turnaround is a big rock way the fuck up the mountain. If you don't have a heart attack on the way up, you can alway trip and fall to your death on the way down.I hear its the lower 48's favorite destination this weekend.
I felt like that when Jennifer went to college. I was lost. I kept thinking who knows where she'll go after college??? It was an awful feeling.All the chicks have come back home.. Three children have turned into three strong and independent women. That makes me very proud. Noises that this old house hasnt heard in a very long time. Noises these old ears have grown to appreciate and miss. Three short days and all will be quite and i will be empty again. Waiting for the next chance to hear the chaos.
For now, i am full. A whole person again. I need to concentrate on the feelings this time. I need to remember them to carry me till the next. They wont. They will fade away with time. How much time? I dont know... Its the not knowing that feels so empty. I remember that feeling too well. It never seems to fleet away like all the others. It sticks in the bottom of my gut and stays. Its been there for 18 years and will be there until I die. Hopefully, we all be together before that. Then again, one never knows.
So true, I’m standing at my grandparent’s headstones and there’s no wind, 99° air temp, 105° feels like, and my mom says “well, if the heat gives me a heart attack at least it would be efficient.” Excuse me, ma’am? We aren’t dying today.
It made me treasure the 94° with a very strong wind back home in Chicago.
You were on the Pacific Coast Highway? That's a long way from home.on PCH
There used to be a place locally that served a brisket hash that was the best I’ve ever had in a restaurant.Oh, and 60°F this morning at the cabin, with a possibility of a blistering 70°F later today. The corned beef hash was quite tasty this morning. Not much on the agenda today other than a little weedwacking.
Grandma used to make sheet-pan hash in the oven. I wish I'd have observed a bit more. I've never been able to get even close to her oven hash. A skillet, no problem.There used to be a place locally that served a brisket hash that was the best I’ve ever had in a restaurant.
Prime day is coming.Amazon now has a Canyon store
Yay!Prime day is coming.