Da Slacks Of Hype

I applied at the national western stock show Denver. My response at 500 pm was you handed us an out of state I d so the background check will take one hour or up to one week. I can’t be outside terribly long nor can I lift with both hands nor easy two hand any operation of 30 people or more requiring visual identification… basically I’m the greeter or info table kind of hope.

I was 65 something kg so like em I ate good the other day! I left as usual their plan 62 come out 62.9 new target 62. Desperate to turn me into a raisin. Thus believe you me! I took that nap…then in the usual haze I took ten minutes to leave and I was already dressed! Point being is it was a parking lot on the interstate at rush hour. So you stand your line but yours may not be like mine and ooo cross your fingers! No. Don’t blanket wish I get hired. Wish me some success fitting what I can do…safely. please. For instance it might seem silly but a half mile from a busstop can require breaks….and seem endless. But joy I got, hello!

By washout again typical dialysis… You know I know to avoid full fluid reduction if I need have a day after. By 62… I got a Wendy’s 2 for $5 singles gave Mom one and a salad and a small nugget…I came home with food. Drat. Hate me gals I need gain weight. But all my efforts can see if a.m. dialysis allows work. Did I work out my best chances health enough to work? Then would anyone hire me!?!?! Hahahaha. Joy still. Hello!

Come on along now. Get your bull on.

I should point out so you cancheer more. Brother has worked security 16 some years with this gig. Now that’s remains is smiles. Not expecting a win. I worked people long enough to watch two operators in line ahead walk to testing (truck drivers) i got oh blah background check might be a wee. ;). But as I say, hello! 🙂


Pigs in a Blanket

The appearance of poppy seeds alone made me race for a click. It’s a prettily arranged and presented thematic layout. It’s about? Food? Anyways Run over for school lunch (hey no offence it was 11 years after school I bothered after years to make the bread dough wrap the weiners or I only knew pigs in the blanket which I really obviously like, FrOM school chefery.)

via Pigs in a Blanket


Curiousities railroad

Chew chew!

Gated communities.
Or its base-less snobbery.

Please give us {papers}
Please give us your Colorado! ?? Medicaires card…. First off ots a federal card and its not Medicaid. Nothing comes up under the search but Medicaid which you have Medicaid paying for your Medicare after 21 on the “system” which its been like foreons so it’s not a surprise Cha… But Medicaid does indeed pay more than Medica so gee i understand why you’d ask for the impossible you company making more money with easier coding….

Or another favorite you need this this this again til you get what you want…. You’re given photocopied docs on billing and you lost them please bring in your Medicaid… I have and anyone over 21 not homeless with have Medicare duh… I mean talk about hunh.

It’s curious too
I mention i go to dialysis and never yet has anyone not knee jerk assumed I an alcoholic? I don’t have liver problems when i get kidney treatments? Good attention to biology core of elementary school!

Railroading through them thoughts.


Asshole cat howling at the door.

Yes, noisy! Wants in then oops nothing to pester so noisy again hey how about you he up and turn on a faucet for my drink, slave. Asshole cat. The truth is 5 came and instead of chilidogs and coffee I made the fire as the furnace yet again won’t catch and go. Now it’s 7 and first bite. And, asshole is howling somewhere else. Yes, I like the big black fourball… But he sure can be deliberately up anyone’s nose.



Luther Vandross – if only for one night.

I know my lil thermos as is unused correctly, holds temp 1:30am through noonish. It’s warmed/tepid at 3 am next glug. I’ll still slug it as I’m a trooper that way and at 323 am I’m not yet clanging a ruckous up…. You should laugh as being quiet is usually being loud. Let me rhapsodize on a warm slug of coffee mid bus ride…… Let me mood-gasm some more awoken 936 to end of dialysis to my missed pill yet I’ve warm costa Rican coffee to slug my iron suppliment (lowers irritants of anaemia) down.

Memory lane. I saw some deep reading of my blog? Lentils? Oh lordy is that a throwback. Nice lady on South side floor 12-floor twelve’s 12th was a smoking allowed room of building break area.- and we chatted food. She threatened she’d share but only how she learned. You’d call as in momma in law to cook for her baby boy a dinner he’d eat, fussy-ass. I did not call. No offense, I am not on the market for a husband. Was-band. None of that, thanks. However, I remember so vividly I wanted a lentil dish…. Worth eating.

I think of the nice lady I forget her name. I really did manage it fifteen years later -sans call as she’d gotten c o p d and wouldn’t make it fifteen more… I can make with carrots, mushrooms, tiger sauce (very very specific ingredients here) lentils, soy sauce, and because it’s still vegan til the stock is added- a vegetarian boullion (which is less specific as an ingredient but important as spinach salt may be to thing or not) and? Frozen orange juice concentrate for the Florida living fucking SINNER I can truly be (if you live in an orange producing state or just close to the groves, you drink fresh or why bother living? That kind of snobbery church). This will with some bubble bubble action become with an onion… Lentil filling. This gets tucked into corn tortillas and those get bathed in sauce (red or and/or green enchilada sauce). Bathed in shredded to become slightly burnt melted cheese of a heavenly now not vegan…cheese… Vegetarian be worth eating lentil enchiladas… Remembering a friend.

VAriations learned on that 15-20 years?
O.j. with tequila, soy sauce, and onion?
Actually good with fish to be broiled and if heavy onioned shrimp marinade.

Learning the o m g of lentil stew… This one was ham hock, onion garlic of course, lentil brown normals, Worcestershire sauce, and bubbles til you could mash the lentils to a paste. Not my recipe… Sad I can’t fully share it as the character who owns it is a perpetual naughty boy not unlike the grandpa on “little miss sunshine” movie.

Thus you can see, it’s possible to meat it up! Or just veg around. But once I had the key… Heh… Tequila oranged soy…. And the lockbox of love, lentils mooshy. It’s only time.

I’m really thinking of a different her and my tepid coffee and how I want chilidog. I can make the chilidogs soon. I’m allowed some ruckous at get daying hours or if I legit am to be out the door saying myself. But being loud and you know I am even not moving because universal law of being quiet is that you’re loud. I try. To be quiet.

Listing bingo is a Lamentations wanh wanh wanh. I’m just a few numbers further with seemingly tedious hours to fill in the list relisting correct progress setting up the source notations college approved like…. Setting the later nastiness of presenting a proper paper not very effective for bingo calling… Or a faster Excell doc? Anyways I progress. I read where the heart of fun facts was just exploded on my world with a Washington Post article on the town… Ka blooey! All the local kitch now my shit’s shit and effing tedious and boring as the surprise is…the cat’s out of the bag…Gone. worse I’m in the depth of stuff I largely know I need to know it yet there’s zero chance I’ll heavily focus on negative junk…or it feels hopeless at the moment…. But in reality it doesn’t matter,I’m 200 ish facts fun boring tedious but in there is the point, if repeated, they’re remembered… This is where 200 softens the full. The clear work of reminding people even of the yuck, but never dwelling on yuck. Making fun of bingo with weather history as bingo can be as fun as watching the linoleum curl…were to vinyl nowadays…which is making the joke already stale, even more tedious! But the true point is that depth of listing isn’t just the local burger or dogs joint it is the weather which became fortunes and life…and you’d be surprised what’s dull to me excites others… So to them lemon facts! Someone may brighten. But perserveriñg even when one hoped to be a star and watches the sky Fall. Hahaha. A bit more oomph believing. Even if you’ll forgive me, the great railroad strike of 1922 absolutely ruthlessly busted by a later convicted of bribery presidential administration (teapot dome – a fall, Warren Harding presidency)… Well? It’s tedious to make a joke of the strike as a catch 22. Joseph Heller book on ww2. Damned if you do or don’t. I might need that specific fact. It bore’s me. It’s negative seeming til you see prison came or karma to the deserving. Nothing is easy peasy and 4740 strikes are listed for 1937 none obviously as important but you see something changing. Strikes go from being unsuccessful and violently suppressed to somehow working protecting and elevating the working man cause. Yet there’s no moment no a ha! Hums aha’s – take on me.

But here it is 436 not 323 am January 1 2020. In a puff break then fresh HOT coffee I can chilidog or ham burnt with egg action Eat!. Thanks for trying to follow.


H n y!

Happiness to you. Hope just like Christmas again- lifes a Present! Any thing possible.

Hurumph. 🙂