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Nothing  makes me feel more like a fool

than to look in your eyes and see reflections,

reflections of what I can not promise you-

let alone deliver on

Yet, I

look

feel

want

“love”

and whatever

bullshit ambiguities YOU

before you, make sure I understood

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Game changers

I, like anyone, have to be me which might lead to ….lovely…. sentiments or whatever weirdness of the mind…mine.  so, Puppies.

https://goo.gl/photos/3qbHQSmiqJgLcvAr8

8 hous to this moment to load this many, ug, turtle slow biblical donkey internet 😀

I know, what? captions?  I honestly am lucky I have any pics up.  but the pics are of their first doggie chow…now you see the emptypan but if it’s full you wont.  yes, multiple feedings are required as some or doofuses and have to get special treatment and some have to have their excitement hosed off…oinks.  There is their first picture together day one/just born.  there is a momma awaiting them after what she did to every stich of my bedding.  I may get a puppy picture of momma dog or two.  and I have one of momma and daddy dog in estes park in sight of the Stanley Hotel.  but puppies.  of course they come just in time for snowy weather.  it snowed again last night just when they could use as could we their outside time…. typical stuff.  beard-sucking st Bernard face black with white and that long right leg white sock is also taken.  I have one of my mostly black runt-twins.  they climb stairs now, so close thy doors or they’ll puppy power your flat of spring flowers.   yes, mr. demill here is the robed one.

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Passionate Shift

I started out with the please please whine of it’s TIME as in let the pooch out. I walked down the hall to the stain it’s too late so I could only pout. I fired up the coffee and read with joy – so much I had to respond… too bad my coffee ran out and this one snarky and or despondant. For Days that run downhill….responses that at first chirpy end with a flourish of a poisoned quill.. I can be naughty on my own time and in my space. maybe okay, a lil privacy is….a beautiful place (aka time to spin purple bamboo again where’s that Nirvana????)  Anyways….

Maybe, Maybe
to the tune of Amy Grant’s “Baby, Baby”
from a kindly response to “Dopelife’s” Passion article available here

Maybe, MAYBE,

I’m searching for a passion

What am I – Oh Please! – nothing modern Fashion!

 

Maybe, maybe

I’ve some talent I can grow some

‘ply all my life perhaps be remembered from

Now for an Omelet

Maybe Romano ‘Shroomed.  Divine, no?

Divine!

Maybe, maybe

religion awaits with its truth

and so empowered, I might just flower serving you

 

Maybe, maybe

I’ll suffer boredom, that crime!

But such are moments that pass with time

Now’s for discovery

Maybe toil and drudgeries, oh no!

NO! because bread on my table leaves me just no time

maybe I’ll cherish it, those moments stolen from my dues

Maybe, maybe

I’ll pursue our “together” –

seren-ading us with “always and forev-er”

 

Maybe, maybe

it’s English arts ala sewer

Chirpy couplets stained blue my whimsy doth render

=

Now for my patience

Maybe I’ll breath and’ll be fine

YES! because , OO! oh my, I found myself some lotion

Maybe after “me time” T.M.I.!  Clam it! before they spew!

 

Yes, passion might be blue -yes, it could involve some lotion

maybe you’ll cringe this response spins round’n’round toilet bowl  motions

-flushing down…

Maybe, maybe

I’m a mad hatter

Maybe- “NURSE. LOTION! STAT!”

Maybe more coffee could

help  me not invent such rude rude piles

Maybe, maybe – a lil less CHARM

maybe I might complain

cuss my lot – oh lord above!

Cuss my lot, nah

Maybe I’m just bad – less than divine

maybe you’ve just been had

maybe my passions are WHACK!

Or I’m a criminal in jail with my file.

 

 

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Parody as a letter from me

One More Game
to the tune, “One More Night” Phil Collins

One more game
Carrie’s Winning
I’m still losing oo, it’s wrong with each DANG play
And my ego congeals
So I’ll mumble or I’ll yell as she sits back
I just wanna cuss and scream
GEEZ! Gimme one more game, gimme one more game
One more game, I’m losing to your Mother
OO this shame, I’m losing to your Mother.
Gimme One more roll these damn dice are cold
One more chance to hear “Oh Whatever!”
I’m rattlin’ dice all Evening long
Chasing mine, and losing with a moan.
And it’s just this, plus one – her column
I so call SHADY yet wear shame’s cone.
GEEZ! Gimme one more game, gimme one more game
One more game, I’m losing to your Mother
Gimme One more roll these damn dice are cold
One more chance to hear “Oh Whatever!”
GEEZ! Gimme one more game, gimme one more game
One more game, I’m losing to your Mother
Aren’t you wishing you could shout
Go mom! Go mom! B eat that lout
I bet you smile aloud
I’m rooting for you!
DANG IT one more game heap-on the shame
Oh cram it, one more game I’ll win about never.
When oh when is it my time for your luck to drain away
My scores are like counting turds
C’mon be nice just this time I wont gloat dance or cheer
my ego, your pin my red face burns.
GEEZ! Gimme one more game, gimme one more game
One more game, I’m losing to your Mother
Gimme One more roll these damn dice are cold
One more chance to hear “Oh Whatever!”
Ha ha ha
Boo who hoo
Ha ha ha
Poo poo poo
Lost lost lost
Shoot shoot shoot
Wanh wanh wanh
Boo whoo hoo
Ha ha ha
Boo who hoo
Ha ha ha
Poo poo poo
Lost lost lost
Shoot shoot shoot
Wanh wanh wanh
Boo whoo hoo

—-
Muckin’ It Up For A shove
to the tune “Giving It Up for Your Love” Delbert McClinton

Muckin’ it up for a shove, Everyday!
Muckin it up Oh Lord above… AND HOW!
Muckin’ it up for a shove, Everyday!
Muckin it up Oh Lord above… AND HOW!

his eyes are beggin’ boo hoo, I demand YOU
Pet me! Pet me! head butt pet-me angling

Muckin’ it up for a shove, Everyday!
Muckin it up Oh Lord above… AND HOW!
Muckin’ it up for a shove, Everyday!
Muckin it up Oh Lord above… AND HOW!

You’re Dining – so where’s Mine?
look away and I’m dive-bombing
you’d better blank well pet me
NOW OW NOW stop lolly-gagging
So i’m told, but it matter not
but pups keep kissin mom up
I feel ass-out, boot out the lot

What’s with you mommy – I’m down 3 pets so far
didn’t start no fight but I’m tossed on out of this bar!

Muckin’ it up for a shove, Everyday!
Muckin it up Oh Lord above… AND HOW!
‘Muckin’ it up for a shove, Everyday!
Muckin it up Oh Lord above… AND HOW!

I know you pet me
but I still want more
so it’s as if I’m on cue
I’m your needy pet. time for chaos!
I love-ya Love–ya YOU
GET OUTTA THERE! – Don’t be no PRICK
But you’re forsaking me, I’m in a pique
I’ll snatch your snacks and underfoot away
Come ON Mommy let’s you and I play

What’s with you MOMMY – I’m down 3 pets so far
Didn’t start no fight but I’m tossed on out of this bar!

Muckin’ it up for a shove, Everyday!
Muckin it up Oh Lord above… AND HOW!
Muckin’ it up for a shove, Everyday!
Muckin it up Oh Lord above… AND HOW!

Muckin’ it up for a shove, Everyday!
Muckin it up Oh Lord above… AND HOW!
Muckin’ it up for a shove, Everyday!
Muckin it up Oh Lord above… AND HOW!


Loomin’
to the tune Crusin’ on a Sunday afternoon, the young rascals

Zoomin’ after his toy, the LOON
over goes Sherlock, who couldn’t move

T’was a dumbbell returned from under the couch
Watson springs after it from a crouch
Sport’s Greatest Hits: poor Sherlock, OUCH.

Loomin’ down that grassy avenue
doomed Sherlock’s rolled five times landing bruised

it’s as if Sherlock should’ve moved
but he’s blind so therefore screwed
nope, not killed….PFEW!

Movin’ There goes Watson – ZOOM!
You’ve not long to wait…Kaboom.

YES YEES YES YES!

Watson has his day Get outta the way!
oh and pack off the puppies right away

CAR RIDE? we’re Leaving, YAY?
pet me pet me incessantly forever endlessly

Watson after his toy the loon
Sherlock’s in the way, his doom.

yes yes yes yes
Loomin

Passing Wind – Afix the Blame
to the Scorpians tune ” The Wind Of Change.”

I await my pot
In the oven’s dark
LISTEN, passed wind – affix the blame
What’s for our Supper Tonight
Chicken leftovers, Alright?
Listen, Passed wind, affix the blame

Dark Vinegar’s in
what-do-you think?
chicken stock, Seasonin’, Brussel Sprouts halved and trimmed
in future there’ll be air
green fog everywhere
Please, an air-fresh’ner hurricane!

Make Me a fantastic morsel
a delightful bite
But be aware of tomorrow’s tootin away (tootin’ away)
blat! passed wind whose to blame?

Looking up a recipe
anything yummy
Will I blame the dogs forever?
I await my pot
in the oven’s dark
oops passed wind passed the blame

make me a fantastic morsel
a delightful bite
hear the screams tomorrow (hear the screams)
make me a fantastic morsel
a delightful bite
but be aware of tomorrow’s tootin’ away (tootin’ away)
Blat, passed wind, now who to blame?

Foul winds passed sans shame
right up your nose – What a Crime
so you storm out choking “oo that smell”
no, you smell puppy stench
I’ll lie to your face straight.

make me a fantastic morsel
a delightful bite
hear the screams tomorrow (hear the screams)
make me a fantastic morsel
a delightful bite
but be aware of tomorrow’s tootin’ away (tootin’ away)
Blat, passed wind, now who to blame?

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May Have Eight

Okay, I took the week off largely to be underground. I have read at least something from everyone on my lists that have posted.
I still haven’t made anything “exciting” past whomp to me cookery – yet the only things that really worked out were the simples.
I visited town and managed up fake beer on payday to realize what I had disliked being aware of, beer isn’t my thing as I’ll be happy as a clam 3 in and of course somewhere -if- there was alcohol included as most beer has some, I’d be done before I knew it. I also had ONE glass of wine I made sure it was MORE than a glass but not two glasses wth. so I made it 5 weeks technically dry for ONE drink.
I wrote and still add to a manila envelope a wide variety of stuff I’d ordinarily filter out mentioning or sending- either due to size/length, subject matter or whatever – I still actively oscilate with tossing it all into the garbage.
I have used semi-extensively a word processor for the first time in ages again. it frustrates me that they’re fairly powerful but the tricks of how they clog up and or whatnot work still frustrate me if I’m trying to make something past one page perfect.
I rather dislike when my horoscopes seem to be too accurate – this likely means I MAAKE THEM TRUE versus them actually being prophetic. however; I vividly remember two points for two different days that are exceedingly annoying… “you will get some news that will take a toll.” the hostess recently let go an employee whom later commited suicide – of course this lands in a busy loop to the out of town tore she had to visit and ruined both her day as she cares/d and nothing like the usual time to straighten a house for a out of town had time to be done – and I am likely a person best suited to help people but I should beware of my limitations and not do too much today: these obviously are stacked together days but as much as I attempted to achieve, I achieved only boredom. I mean I dutifully ate leftovers, cared for all the doggies, thoroughly vacuumed the house and had a hand in hopefully a kindly word or two – my letdown had zilch to do with the “news” of the listed above but to find out I’m only one more in a string of sweet on the lady somehows years behind most which in it of itself isn’t the worst annoyance but the memory it reminds me of is- that I can want all day long and make a pathetic choice comparatively to many’s dreams…that does annoy me and remind me of so many fish that were pretty as they were slippery – couple this with what happens when gals get together over wine and really share and I see I can’t even offer not a pretty package I surely have some charms lol but overall I’m about execrable for exciting fantasies . or yet again, what I egoically control or wish to extend outwards often isn’t how I’m ever the most charming 0 I’m thee most charming accidentally only or at least not actively trying. thus heh, pardon me for knowing it’s more than a done deal why it takes me seemingly years to meet people even if it’s the same as anyone you can’t believe you just met so and so house a fire together but the time between is in fact years so is the build up to a reliable friend. and as to how that relates to romance, it wear on my patience now that I know it’ll be this cycle and so often when it’s just at that choice stage I can’t think far enough ahead to entangle myself for”ever” as it simply is no where near worth it to my shallow soul to give so much for so little…never of course mind anyone but my feelings…
I spoiled one book for now a lasting taunt of potential retribution – which mildly bugs me it may occur. I am also just as edged as anyone with streaks. just as destructively “angry’ if I wanted to admit I know I lost but it can’t be over, but the spiral is there unlike allowing time enough to pass for it to only beacon versus lighthouse the dangerous reefs ahead of anyone near my shores.
today is mom’s day – I expect to visit a nice place, a german restaurant for dinner, remember the gals wine soaked chats about salaciousnessness that ends in motherhood…why that particular place considering some of the stories…never a first for me really oh so that was the delay truly? naughty people. or hey we feel like being naughty people watch the kids as you didn’t bring a spouse… or something like that crap or how he really really did spol the book, the imp/ass/jerk why didn’t you tell me he had an evil streak, Mom? hahaha, try getting away with anything this life and just wait what’s the subjects of the hot second. I know enough I dislike their version of bratwurst 0 taste like stadium style all whitish ones skin crisp outside and mush inside..I prefer the not real Johnsonville kind in the meat section frozen/ or previously frozen not this newer premium or lunch meat aisle hot dog section premiums kind… so I may have to pork cutlet/schnitzel it. I wonder about the last social appearance out and I suppose I’llnot seek drink. I wont be the only one D.D.’s and all that but it seems irritating to have this and the above to mull over a day nearly seemingly away but nope I’m up at midnight after 4 hours sleep
apparently I deserve to be unnerved. or, theirs candy again to steal…not really sure which 😀
yes, fo the moment a tad unplugged – figures i’d remember thus this means I skipped 2 weeks of levothyroxine and am in essence blue before there is a reason to invent why I deserve to actually be blue
for Christmas sakes! I won after a solid week of utterly being trounced at Yahtzee, I scored a direct sink a ship subversion book spoilage in complete fair returns for enduring lady’s night smut from f bombing discussions next to mom after dripping rereading’s of the Mr. romance not me and the upcoming or previous bits of salaciousness…then s bombing discussions about how the momma dog craps five dinner plate steamers a day and how deliberately the wine of the evening starts with chardonnay as unlike Paul Giamotti’s character in sideways, who hates merlot, I hate chardonnay- the liar fruit tones wine that just another subtle way of saying it’s gonna smell just like puke pretend to be sweet and taste like puke ..hate the stuff. the Viognier was excelling/ dry dry white very delightful. but I admit I see into a mirror where I be and didn’t necessarily like where it left me on my own map to glory.
I probably should’ve stuck with sing song poetry crap. you know instead of honesty, some things are usually best unsaid…but the hour now 2 is gone. I wrote, I put out puppy pics to the pack to the army guy every little fuzzbals has something to be said of them…this meant I got chewed on licked to death by the blue sisters my eye nearly out but MS thang you will be right here! paw…scratch way too close… lick 😉 and cute cute cute…ew. lil piss pots. thanks for peeing on me.
for instance: simple meals means a smoked chicken was gotten from the store as emergency against 2 extras being present at last call. Before hostess was home from business out of town… so today she deboned and chunked it0 I took the dark bits with some white for the dark haters and mixed this into a freshly made box of near east Spanish style rice pilaf slapped on a tortilla and a lil mound of sour cream and pretty fish taco garnish “salad” and such was dinner. making leftovers stretch and turning a quarter chicken into a meal for two. your call if you wanted it as chicken and rice ala almost enchilada or played separatist. I mean I took a nap to awake to the rain…and heh how I blew the ending. I swore I should’ve cried myself to sleep for the glee of it all..i’m being exceedingly sarcastic here but not necessarily wholly honest, the weather mirrored my day, grayish save for being an unmitigated ass about this opening of may…not spring but sprung busted with snow, boredom rain just in time to spoil another day…I mean ug… I could eat three of the gift taffy heh and induce a nap.. but I bet I’m up for the night.