atreus revisited

http://starmanjones.xanga.com/2013/09/18/audiophile-hi-fi/

OMG CRINGE!  I was elsewhere before also known as. 😉 hahaha.  there’s an idea, effects speakers one arca phonograph of a 20’s vintage style and a 30’s era german…yes the no no kind, radio.  I ought consider that along with the rest of the whimsey in sounds.

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The Second link is actually what i went hunting for.  atreus.  it stands out as important as it is a corbel dome….I literally felt like going camping to make one and it was all fun til i couldn’t find the potential bail money….snaps fingers!… you know much of life must be illegal 😉

anyways this isn’t just ideas but sharing them so, help me rhonda yeah, get her out of my heart!  no i want to know your take on good alternatives as i have dietary restrictions against beef and pork which give me a positive chance to learn in life a bit more of the clues.  I like chicken schwarma, I do not adore strictly formed chicken/turkey mince/burger by themselves and?  I like to think I have a shot at silver wraped chicken too with this idea  – but i’m aming for a meatball i can have in marinara with glee.  sis made a tollerable one but i’m not saying that.  i’m practicing asking if you want to brainstorm with me.  I do not do much of that.  I don’t want to be single my whole life so i suppose i might practice socialization 😀

 

P.O.T.

When the coffee machine waters the counter not your cup?

Piss On That (P.O.T.)

When your best hoped for plans for joy get puked upon by the suddenly sick cat?

Piss On That.  (not the cat or the kitty owners, crap happens – but  Piss On That situation 😉 )

When the Birthday joy of a new chance job an totally new life is a month later begging another? (following a Christmas dumping and a just joyous afterbirth Christmas your health is crap doctor’s visit?)

Piss On That.

Now that you’ve urinated everywhere, get out a mop, Lazy.  You can’t live like that! It’s effing GROSS.    Clean up the coffee too.  What are you, a PIG?  No Wonder you lose, now one needs another Heartache!

Have you ever had that day?

Piss On That. 😉

I’m off to  (see the wizard) the next doc viz to check if I can actually still do just that, Piss On That. Trust me, so far so good :D.    Then to the bank so I can afford to get back home ;).  bahahaha.  whiz on that too!  But as that kills by logistical location, (The expected adventure today was to the Coca Cola Museum of Space, Columbus University) I’m going to have to hope adventure is a Scratcher with the soda as I doubt I have time for any other actual excitement except lifestyles of the  bum and vagrant with the high noon hoist in the alley of my favorite beer… but as you already know, damn it, I,  a: don’t have to and b: have better things to do in life than Piss on Me. 😉 ((I.e. I did actually QUIT Drinking and it’s monthly if that I bother to hoist one anymore…. and this is no day to wanh about plans gone to kitty puke – bring me a bucket of Coronas!  which I wouldn’t like as I never did like Coronas anyways)

However, does anyone else wanna to be silly with me and sip the sugar free Jim Jones Kool-aide?    I could chats about the faith?  Anyone?  Show of hands!  Oh yeah, that’s right, I’m Blind. 😛

You guessed it. and now to not tinkle into the wind of my day.

Now this is the first draft mildly spell-checked and or edited.  the second  came and went and now so you know, the doc visit was mildly good news and the pharmacy couldn’t fil things on time when it’s paste a label on the bottle and go already easy! hahahaha…jerks never ever is anything ready and filled all at once so i pay more to get less with more hassle … ug to them when your closest pharmacy blows and you know it clap your hand clap clap.

and while I’ll survive if you know i have kidney issues and for obvious reasons try better health choices like abstaining largely from alcoholic beverage consumption, life is also security and it isn’t best everyone knows everything about you.  so,  here is the third draft trying to be far more topical about me and this theme.

yes, I actually practice writing. you’ve a chance to see this

POT #3

When Your Coffeemaker pees all over the counter instead of into your cup?
Piss On That!
When your Birthday Joy of a new job to go with a new home becomes a quick new year’s stroll back to the H.R, begging?
Piss On That – however do, ask!
When the black carnations of fortune keep on coming with a Christmas bit of romantic related weight loss followed by Fabulous news from your physicians?
Piss On That!  however don’t quite lose hope.
When your bus driver asks you if you’re going x place and you provide proof of disability and he drives past your stop at full speed and charge you full fare to turn around?
Piss On That!
When you realize your 2nd chance job has hours you’ll never be able to do a blessed thing but …LIVE THAT FINE LIFESTYLE!…
Put it back in your pants and be GRATEFUL.  JERK! 😉  haha
When your dog trots past you like a linebacker on the kill and you’re late?
let him piss on that!  better than in the house…close.. don’t worry, We’ll get there again!
When your month hoped plans of company cancel from the suddenly sick pet?
Piss On That – not the cat or kitty owners! the situation!
When you have a mouthful of seeds from your brilliant idea to mix fig jam into your coffee?
Piss On That.
When you burn your hand micro foaming the over-sugared milk type product because you knew better and did it anyways?
You’re a bleep.  Come on people, you’ve gotta watch me, I’m tricky like that.
When your balance is x and you crow before you pay the next cycle of bills  just guess how loud the next state meant is?
yep,
PISS ON THAT!
When your whole world’s a call you’re finally granted to make but you’re late so you text the news part anyways?
expect a note called, you’re calling?
PISS ON THAT!
When you’re so proud to be included so that it finally feels like HOME where you live  meaning watch diligently for the lynch mob coming Moron and you don’t?  you’re mood meets?
yep
PISS ON THAT.
When you just did x knock yourself out extra and you know round two is coming and are prepared – you were born yesterday but not last night but when you think it’s going to suddenly matter?  yes sirree! dribble dribble flood!
Piss On That.
when you’ve had to run your department but suddenly forget all notions of basic customer service which is no matter how DUMB the request respect is I’ll be happy to look after that or check on that for you thank you or may I please?…you’re wise.  if you choose to look deer-in-the-headlights at them thinking are you off your nut Squirrel?  you have?
Pissed on that.= Shame on YOU!
When you are faced with the chance to share the grace of God on your little scale.

Diaper Up? You Whizzer!
and while you’re at it – get a mop LAZY! all this piss everywhere is GROSS.  No wonder your life’s a cesspool with all this piss everywhere!  Clean it up!  Who needs another mess or heartache?
but who hasn’t had that day, today?
What do we say now?
PISS ON THAT – but not so damn loud and drippy!… Grandma’s watching!
3:50 for time so about right.

debris

fine also soft sands

stirred easily into clouds

the debris called friends.

across the board, cloth

felted finger stealing grime

as I wipe away.

clinging paradox

where letting go bring it close.

-nicer if you’d stayed.

I find a new peace

within pieces connecting

a tapestry’s knot.

I dream coming joy

steaming poppers steps away

well, Silly,  get them!

the bucket brigade

waltzing buckets wiping down

more now accomplished.

spiritual paradox

much doesn’t matter  save spirit

out to reflect it out

=

day day day…day..day!

parading gems glittering

like litter jewels.

I remember…uh

promising maybes  given

no lived out sans me.

romantic q-tips

feel the ends softly give in

reality?….hehehh.

 

 

Signatory

The box flashes into being saying  “signature” with buttons for clear/cancel or OK!/Done depending on who sold the goods.    I Contract a variety of things…big dang deal.  lucky me, too.  Today’s ‘Lifestyles Of The Ain’t likely to be Famous’ are:

a ‘potty’ pail.

Complete with such things as similar to what i utilize at my job to try to earn an extra buck.  I know this is thoroughly unexciting sounding stuff.  I do.  But think just for a minute on your neglected symbol isms, please.  I can’t just clean it when it needs cleaning.  I can’t tell.  I’m woefully lacking in the ability to set a free form rolling schedule of alternating tasks as most do NOT excite me and therefor are forgotten.  But I can. within reason achieve swift or at least steady routine.    Want visitors, have a guaranteed clean commode.  It could be appreciated.   it could be one more factor putting people at ease.  there is of course no guarantee of this, but  it is safe to say looks count.  Even this Blind guy can see that one.  but note this means while I can utilize a variety of methods, I tend to do the same things over and over, so it’s a brush for the swishing of the toilet itself, tp to  utilize a fresh flushed cleaner for wiping all down flushing again rise / dry wipe flush…lotsa steps, yes?   true but a: it’s once a day and i can check performance of the plumbing…and if you feel the need to hold on, even that’s clean enough to do so. only you are the soiler.  😉    there is a spray bottle of cleaner.  why, because such is what i use and it both works and leaves the quintessential freshly cleaned you know it in an instant scent.  a pail because the cleaner and it’s jug too must also hold a scrubber for the shower and perhaps if needed something to fill a bunch of cleaner for a power house scrub clean on the soiliest of occasions.  there is air freshener as well odor’s linger and one wishes to mask some damage hopefully….please…  I mean I’m proud in potty-land achievements too, I am a male roar! but how many ug’s does a person need to clue in that this is not the toot your own horn TIME.  I say this because it is NOT my first plunger or scrubbies or brushes buckets cleaners whatever… it’s not.  it is however the first time I modeled how i get paid back into my life.  it is the first time i came home after purchasing the goods and actually utilized them.  Just like I must more often too at work, work it.   will I win a water conservation award, no.  will I win a proper way to do things effectively award? no.  will it as it is right now be check-ably done?  yes.

 

of course (my hair is curly….as I wipe my hand across my bald head like Sam  in Casablanca… the song, knock on wood ) I bought some lemon curd, fig jam, two candy bars cigarettes and two tubs tins of teas. all good things in a manner of speaking.  But you can see what has me flushed with excitement.  I am finally connecting what works for? ME the signatory of them.  Yes, when you can’t bleeping tell if the job needs doing nor if you did it right, you must adapt.  This is just an example of trying to not just do that but own it proudly as if I can’t do it for myself – what matter is it?  not as much.  who’s important?  testing one one one me me me.  attention lady cats please skip the usual ew, sorry if there is a queue!

Strawberry Alarm Clock

Why yes!  I have just become an allussion to psychedilic rock of the 60’s.  I will now perform for you my next trick., Coffee.

Taking Cashew milk, Strawberry preserves – you know the kind, a thmble jar from the holiday gift box?, Truvia baking with a touch of brown sugar, another glass of water, oh yeah and coffee! can not be forgetting that! and combining them in an ALARMING as normal but early way to make morning.

The Sweetened cashew milk is de strawberry bitted and “microfoamed” in the steam wand of a cheap esspesso-LIKE *not actually hahaha* machine.  it is an actual but inexpensive thus improper pretender to the thrown of espresso machines.  and it’s switched to brew and that’s poured o’er top.

As i’ve Mentioned, it’s Decaff pretend tire tasting Folger’s decaffeinated green tub coffee with that molasses  hence tire undertone… it is good with brown sugar and jelly just barely hinting strawberry coffee.  yes, good.  it’s warm and pleasing.  it now remains to read over this and realize the abuse of words to say this much.

strawberry…a term for a minor cut while shaving for beauty.  alarm…alert alert! I’m as positive at least til a few more sips are sipped as red ink.  which for children of todays age is still not the color to see on their homework.  for anyone well older than me when you still could write checks, it was a color 😉  and Innadoddadivida is a song from the strawberry alarm clock woefully dated in it’s use of a show also woefully dated, Home Improvement with Tim Allen as Tim Taylor of Tool Time fame- wherein a campy way the parents frighten the children with their groovy party ways from way back when.    Make no mistake, right now it’s a party – ME!  A chili morning warmed with coffee  as the adventure anew unfolds.

when share and create

become countered with  where’s mine

there is an impasse.

sopes and swiping

here’s my chicken blue corn sopes.

slipsopes

here’s  a swift internet search so you’d see a pic of what i’d otherwise pick not wanting 2 hours of send,edit, convert,edit some more upload, ad nausium.

slim pickins for blue corn sopes pictures today!  normally this is easy peasy.

pandering Ponderings

I walked out ..just after midnight…in pretty nightmare before christmas fuzzy pajamas to wonder if the tree was for a second an echo of lightning.

I stomped home after 3 hours doing most of a training module I can not sleep tonight so wont easily be up to knock out tomorrow 😉 after the words we’ll see to it you get paid mentioned in training yet  here i am and its up to your manager.  … this was after the bus driver asks if i’m getting off at the base and i say yes and where…for him to gun past it at full speed and charge me an additional fair to return the on stop.  I showed documentation of disability by the way…. part of how you get a discount fare.  what a discount!

the odor of some days is not unlike that feel when you discover your clothes got kitty bombed.  you know you love the stinker, it beats the alternative 😉  you know bad days versus no days at all.  so i’m walking to my blood draw which are back to fasting labs which means  3 miles hiked  on skipped breakfast as what food til lunch?  logistics.  now please note the fine salmon in creamy chili parmesian sauce with wilted baby spinach to return to!

II hoped and i hoped but sometimes love just ain’t enough along with a round of aaron neville the day before at work every body plays the fool sometimes.  its odd somedays to realize you do hear the ‘voices”

I realized i deja vu a lot.  it’s nice to know I repeat life more than one does that taco bell.  which reminds me,  do you know how decadent it is athat last night hitting the TB for a value box not remembering i stopped eating beef and pork ?  oh god was that divinely forbotten. 😀

I wonder if i’ll ever see the me others see.

 

I took pictures for the first time in ages.  i wa making chicken filling for upcoming sopes.  I was resetting to normal wishing to share a little of my normal loves to get one last silence- you know when you just know.  like it was thunder and lightening tornadoey for some and the town i wanted to move to got hit up with the suckers pretty good…ahhhi seem to have encountered a lot of bummer hitting all at once in bunches.  but i listened to that country song rain’s tears from the floor of heaven…oi.  angry fit down here!  😉  to mean it was a soaking   and a day of cards  but i didn’t actually win at cards which is puzzling… I just got booted from a hoped love and i am losing worse at cards now than even then so that paradox goes lucky in love unlucky at cards.  i mean i start out winning and just get SMEARED with fortune reversals.

 

i wonder.  i ponder.  I’m sure i pander to the wildest things to say.  to be that fresh air like downwind from the pet chow company…fetid? 😉  i wonder.  I’m told most paradoxically of all that my love never is to return yet we’ll date again in august. house afire  yet no traveling with that bff, hmn.    I guess even the magic 8 ball doesn’t want to lose the business 😉

I found chinese fortune cooke makers to abalone shell trinket jewelry to desirable hot sauce all things in the vein of but not actually flowers,  and as i’m an aged fool oh you deja vu, I wonder if i should be silly and leave the flowers saved for algernon, if you remember you homework from highschool. 😉  I still wonder. but i forget more again so it shant be too long. what? was that again?  oo a chance to repeat it all again…HISTORY.