Ramblings of a American Madman - Just another Day - just another day in the life of one guy doing his civil best to save the planet - that's right folks, it is Earth Day and we should all join hands in saving this great planet that we live on - make a righteous effort to clean up what scars we have inflicted on this life sustaining hunk of rock we call home - who the hell am I kidding - I don't even freakin' recycle - yes, my one man recycling company lasted about four days and I got a rash on the inside of my thighs from the cheap ass bicycle seat - I had a flat tire about two miles from my house and a half a bag of soda and beer cans worth about 75 cents and I said screw this, threw the bag of cans in someones back yard and called for a ride home - freakin' recycling is hard - anyway, happy Earth Day!
Started the day on a set routine - dragging my sorry self out of bed with only minutes to spare - hoping the second hand coffee maker from Goodwill fires up - don't be a Goodwill hater, I have bought some very nice plastic dishes from there that have lasted years - they knew how to make plastic dishes in the 50's and 60's - the coffee maker did not fail me this morning and I was treated to 12 cups of the most beautiful liquid this side of mercury and not quite as toxic - although I make some pretty strong coffee it has never caused any environmental disasters that I am aware of - sure as hell gets you going but is earth friendly, keeping the thread of Earth Day going - work was good - evening was delightful - nice little walk in the wind - just an all around good day for people and the Earth.
There will be no news reported here today - I have no good reason for reporting anything new and besides I have nothing new to report - don't you wish that some newscaster would come on the air and say "Sorry folks but there is just not a damn thing going on that is of any interest today and I am not going to fill up air time with stupid ass stories that no one cares about anyway, so for the next thirty minutes let's listen to some classic rock and roll and chill out!" Now that would be a newscast - or a non newscast - anyway, I have no news today.
Hambone is back working again - his old boss from the dairy farm needed someone to drive a truck for a few days - not sure what kind of truck or what he is actually doing but he didn't get off to a great start - his first day he slept in, said his alarm clock didn't go off - actually Hambone hasn't had an alarm clock for years but he didn't want to tell his boss that he got drunk the night before and lost his boot and it took him awhile to find it and that is why he was late - Big Larry and Hambone seem to have a problem with losing footwear and alcohol - the next night Hambone slept with his boots on so as not to be late for work.
I have been obsessed with rain gutters lately. Need to keep them cleaned. Need to have a rain gutter where there is no rain gutter now. Strategically plan where the water from the gutter will go. I have been thinking too much of rain gutters lately.
Wow, dig that crazy monkey dancing with that whacked out cat - Bye froth Bye!
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Ramblings of an American Madman
Ramblings of an American Madman - Just another Day - just another day in the life of a major league baseball umpire - crouched down behind home plate and the catcher - watching the baseball speed in from the pitcher - making split second decisions of the placement of the ball as it travels at you - Strike? Ball? - really should get over that fear of getting hit by the pitch - bad habit of closing my eyes at the last second - crap, over half of the calls are pure guesses - maybe I should have been a basketball ref, naw, too much running - wonder if dancing with the stars needs a judge - anyway.
Started the day like most - pouring generous amounts of my favorite liquid straight down my throat - no, not Crown Royal, had to give that up for the betterment of society - I am talking about coffee - and this week our household has been blessed (not like a religious thing) with visitors that are real and truly coffee masters - talk has been of all things coffee - grand time, just grand, thanks T and J! The day progressed along the new reality that is work now - thoughts are moving from work to a long weekend with a promise of great weather - it is all relative though and strictly personal - nice weather to one may not be to another - the same goes for most of life and most of life's situations - take for example - what I consider as a nice evening spent with a good book and a 12 volt battery charger someone else may consider that too tame - had to give up actual flames due to insurance reasons - Allstate has no sense of adventure - besides the battery charger was on sale at Sears for $49.95 and will charge a battery as well!
Yes, I know, I should address my absence from the blogging world - please don't call as my answering machine is full - email if you must but I may not get around to answering all of the questions about my where abouts and how come no new blogs have been submitted for an extended period - let's just say that when the time is right and my attorney allows me to make a statement the mystery will be cleared up - for now I have been advised to not comment about political issues and will not mention Sarah Palin's body parts for fear of having my computer put out of commission by the web monitors - they watch, you know they do!
Big Larry is enjoying the change in weather - he wants to break out his summer Tshirts but is afraid it might be a bit too early - besides, changing from winter to summer wardrobe would require a bath or shower and he just recovered from the soap rash he received when he took his New Year's bath - actually the doctor at the free clinic said the rash may have been transmitted in other fashions and four doses of penicillin finally cleared it up - still, a bath now would throw off his schedule.
The devil speaks in whispered tones, not listening to the response but demanding attention and wanting action. No one will deny a request but few will be able to complete the task. The lucky few will only by degrees receive any comfort. The devil speaks in whispered tones.
This message has been sponsored by a little old lady who only drove her car to church and back...Bye vroom Bye!
Started the day like most - pouring generous amounts of my favorite liquid straight down my throat - no, not Crown Royal, had to give that up for the betterment of society - I am talking about coffee - and this week our household has been blessed (not like a religious thing) with visitors that are real and truly coffee masters - talk has been of all things coffee - grand time, just grand, thanks T and J! The day progressed along the new reality that is work now - thoughts are moving from work to a long weekend with a promise of great weather - it is all relative though and strictly personal - nice weather to one may not be to another - the same goes for most of life and most of life's situations - take for example - what I consider as a nice evening spent with a good book and a 12 volt battery charger someone else may consider that too tame - had to give up actual flames due to insurance reasons - Allstate has no sense of adventure - besides the battery charger was on sale at Sears for $49.95 and will charge a battery as well!
Yes, I know, I should address my absence from the blogging world - please don't call as my answering machine is full - email if you must but I may not get around to answering all of the questions about my where abouts and how come no new blogs have been submitted for an extended period - let's just say that when the time is right and my attorney allows me to make a statement the mystery will be cleared up - for now I have been advised to not comment about political issues and will not mention Sarah Palin's body parts for fear of having my computer put out of commission by the web monitors - they watch, you know they do!
Big Larry is enjoying the change in weather - he wants to break out his summer Tshirts but is afraid it might be a bit too early - besides, changing from winter to summer wardrobe would require a bath or shower and he just recovered from the soap rash he received when he took his New Year's bath - actually the doctor at the free clinic said the rash may have been transmitted in other fashions and four doses of penicillin finally cleared it up - still, a bath now would throw off his schedule.
The devil speaks in whispered tones, not listening to the response but demanding attention and wanting action. No one will deny a request but few will be able to complete the task. The lucky few will only by degrees receive any comfort. The devil speaks in whispered tones.
This message has been sponsored by a little old lady who only drove her car to church and back...Bye vroom Bye!
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Ramblings of and American Madman
Ramblings of an American Madman - Just another Day - just another day in the life of the guy that hides the Easter eggs each year - kind of like Santa but with eggs and I don't have to go down chimneys - only employed one day a year but it is a hectic time hiding all of those eggs - sometimes you have to be creative so as not to be so obvious - an egg behind a clump of grass, one next to the clay planter, another at the base of a tree - seems the Northern California marijuana growers don't believe in the Easter Bunny - been shot at a couple of times for trying to hide eggs in the pot plants - Just doing my job here Mr. Pot Farmer - don't want any of your killer green buds - let me hide a few eggs and I will be on my way - anyway!
Started the day as usual - a fine concoction of a beautiful dark caffeine laced lovely liquid to start the morning off right - a full morning of catching up on the news via our local Sunday newspaper - have you noticed the newspaper getting smaller in size - pretty soon you will be able to put it in your shirt pocket - I do like reading the paper though - kind of wish there were some competing dailies - I hear in some civilized communities there are actually several different sources of printed news - must be civilized - love Boise Weekly - a breath of fresh air in a conservative box - wouldn't it be nice to just write stuff as it comes to you and not have someone judge the results - oh, right, tee hee hee - I am often asked why I don't put a few pictures in my blog space - like what? - freakin' flowers or something - you want pictures go to a picture sight thing - you want a hamburger go to a hamburger place thing - you want pickles open up a pickle jar thingy - you want stupid words from a mumbling rambling under educated dude that can barely turn on a computer and hit a few buttons and make black characters on a white screen... damn ... lost my train of thought there, oh right, get a dog!
Hambone is back from another adventure - seems he has been in Nevada for the last few weeks just traveling around trying to catch up with Sarah Palin and her stops and speeches - Hambone is a big fan of gun shows and when he heard Sarah Palin was signing autographs at gun shows in Nevada he packed up the Chevy - yes, Big Larry and Hambone do not see eye to eye on automobiles - many a drunk night they have almost come to blows over Ford versus Chevy - Big Larry's dad was a Ford man and by god Big Larry is a Ford man - Hambone didn't know his dad but thinks he may have driven a Chrysler - anyway Hambone packed up the Chevy and made it to some little Nevada gun show where Gov. Palin was signing autographs - seems she was charging $20 bucks for an autograph but you had to buy her book first which was $20 so just to get in line to see her it was $40 - Hambone said for $40 bucks she should at least flash her bazooka's - after all it was a gun show - not sure what Hambone did the remainder of the time in Nevada.
The feathers on the side of the road would indicate some kind of bird - a few feet down the road were the remains of someones shredded tire - a few feet further was a one liter soda bottle filled with a dull yellow liquid, but the feathers on the side of the road would indicate some kind of bird.
And the man said unto his followers! "Quit following me or I will call the cops!" - Bye gold Bye!
Started the day as usual - a fine concoction of a beautiful dark caffeine laced lovely liquid to start the morning off right - a full morning of catching up on the news via our local Sunday newspaper - have you noticed the newspaper getting smaller in size - pretty soon you will be able to put it in your shirt pocket - I do like reading the paper though - kind of wish there were some competing dailies - I hear in some civilized communities there are actually several different sources of printed news - must be civilized - love Boise Weekly - a breath of fresh air in a conservative box - wouldn't it be nice to just write stuff as it comes to you and not have someone judge the results - oh, right, tee hee hee - I am often asked why I don't put a few pictures in my blog space - like what? - freakin' flowers or something - you want pictures go to a picture sight thing - you want a hamburger go to a hamburger place thing - you want pickles open up a pickle jar thingy - you want stupid words from a mumbling rambling under educated dude that can barely turn on a computer and hit a few buttons and make black characters on a white screen... damn ... lost my train of thought there, oh right, get a dog!
Hambone is back from another adventure - seems he has been in Nevada for the last few weeks just traveling around trying to catch up with Sarah Palin and her stops and speeches - Hambone is a big fan of gun shows and when he heard Sarah Palin was signing autographs at gun shows in Nevada he packed up the Chevy - yes, Big Larry and Hambone do not see eye to eye on automobiles - many a drunk night they have almost come to blows over Ford versus Chevy - Big Larry's dad was a Ford man and by god Big Larry is a Ford man - Hambone didn't know his dad but thinks he may have driven a Chrysler - anyway Hambone packed up the Chevy and made it to some little Nevada gun show where Gov. Palin was signing autographs - seems she was charging $20 bucks for an autograph but you had to buy her book first which was $20 so just to get in line to see her it was $40 - Hambone said for $40 bucks she should at least flash her bazooka's - after all it was a gun show - not sure what Hambone did the remainder of the time in Nevada.
The feathers on the side of the road would indicate some kind of bird - a few feet down the road were the remains of someones shredded tire - a few feet further was a one liter soda bottle filled with a dull yellow liquid, but the feathers on the side of the road would indicate some kind of bird.
And the man said unto his followers! "Quit following me or I will call the cops!" - Bye gold Bye!
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