The Isolated Blurt Thread V: For Vendetta

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Ugh. When will this blasted virus leave my lungs? So tired of this.
 
Oops. Just dropped cashew dust on my keyboard. Whatever lives under there will be well fed this weekend.
 
I need to punch something while stuffing fries into my mouth.
 
And before I stuff them into my face hole, I am going to dip them in gravy.
 
The temp is almost up to freezing, and once the boundary between solid and liquid is crossed, I will declare winter over.

Six weeks from when the whistle pig made its prediction, it will be 60 (f)
 
Today should be a day for hibernating. It may end up in auto repair, though, and that is no fun.
 
I am moving the dining room into the lounge and the lounge into the dining room.

do not ask me why.
 
well... just because.

laurel, you have ovaries.
you must know how it goes.
 
well... just because.

laurel, you have ovaries.
you must know how it goes.

Kinda. Though mine don't make me travel from room to room, they do make me lay in bed and grumble some days.

Actually, I take that back. Yesterday I walked to the living room to get something, forgot what I was getting, walked back to the bedroom, remembered, then walked back to the living room where I promptly forgot why I was there. Did this like 5 times before I finally got my shit together. But I'm not sure if which is to blame - my functioning ovaries or my malfunctioning brain. Either way, it's a sad story.
 
Kinda. Though mine don't make me travel from room to room, they do make me lay in bed and grumble some days.

Actually, I take that back. Yesterday I walked to the living room to get something, forgot what I was getting, walked back to the bedroom, remembered, then walked back to the living room where I promptly forgot why I was there. Did this like 5 times before I finally got my shit together. But I'm not sure if which is to blame - my functioning ovaries or my malfunctioning brain. Either way, it's a sad story.

Mine are going to explode over my dashboard next week.
 
Mine are going to explode over my dashboard next week.

you need to sympathise with your friend about her exploding ovaries and the state of her car, how much a good car valeting service costs nowadays... when she looks blank and confused, you wanna say 'oh! not happened to you yet? it will...'
 
I have this huge tree in my (home) office that normally sits on the front porch of the Savage Manse. I have to bring it inside in the winter... it's a fig or ficus or olive or some such thing.

The rub is that in 1980 I gave it to my mom for mother's day. I had a Jeep at the time and I drove this stupid tree 500 miles with the top down because it wouldn't fit in the Jeep otherwise. Of course, the leaves all blew off, but it survived.

About 15 years ago she gave it back to me because it got too big for her house. So here it is. Always in my way. I never water the damn thing, yet it keeps going. In the Winter I have to put big rocks in the planter or else the cats will use it as a piss-box.

A couple more weeks and back on the porch it goes. I wish the deer would eat it, but they eat everything except the tree.
 
you need to sympathise with your friend about her exploding ovaries and the state of her car, how much a good car valeting service costs nowadays... when she looks blank and confused, you wanna say 'oh! not happened to you yet? it will...'

Ha! Exactly.
 
i am not a fan of unexpected company. it just reminds me that the house is a mess and i smell.
 
I have this huge tree in my (home) office that normally sits on the front porch of the Savage Manse. I have to bring it inside in the winter... it's a fig or ficus or olive or some such thing.

The rub is that in 1980 I gave it to my mom for mother's day. I had a Jeep at the time and I drove this stupid tree 500 miles with the top down because it wouldn't fit in the Jeep otherwise. Of course, the leaves all blew off, but it survived.

About 15 years ago she gave it back to me because it got too big for her house. So here it is. Always in my way. I never water the damn thing, yet it keeps going. In the Winter I have to put big rocks in the planter or else the cats will use it as a piss-box.

A couple more weeks and back on the porch it goes. I wish the deer would eat it, but they eat everything except the tree.

There is a tree like that in my town. It was given to a charity shop but they decided to 'adopt' it instead of selling it.

It grew too tall for the shop so they gave to a business in a former Bank building with a high ceiling.

It grew too tall for the business so they gave it to a local church with an even higher ceiling...

Eventually, despite being 'delicate' it was planted in the churchyard because it grew to tall for life inside the church.

Came the 1987 hurricane...

Most of the trees in the churchyard were blown over but not that one. It bent slightly and remained leaning at an angle.

It had to be cut down when its roots started disturbing grave stones.

But people took cuttings from it and many are now growing around the town, inside and outside.

Is it a Triffid?
 
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