Black Wednesday Theme

Soundgarden - "Fell on Black Days"

#68

Waking from a restful night, you turn to your lover's side of the bed only to find it cool and empty. Looking out the window of the loft, a barn you have converted to a house, you see the sun creeping lazily over the horizon foretelling yet another halcyon spring day. As your body becomes more alert, you feel a compelling desire to find your mate. Pulling on loose pants and wellies, you head out to the animal quarters knowing that you'll find your dearest already hard at work milking, feeding and caretaking her beloved farm friends.

Peeking around the corner of the stall, you see your partner just finishing the milking of her favorite Jersey. She is dressed in her railroad overalls, a small shirt underneath revealing the swell of her perfect immaculate breasts. Her hair still ruffled from sleep and pulled loosely to her neck with a leather tie. You know she will smell of fresh hay, sleep and sunshine, making your desire hasten. She sets her full frothy milk pail to the side all the time muttering to her bovine friend. She strokes her cow lovingly, massaging her forelock and you are already thinking how her strong hands will feel on your manhood.

You step quickly and silently behind her, reaching around and grasping her full heavy breasts, startling her.You keep her locked to you, not letting her turn around as you slide your hand deep into her jeans finding her naked. Instantly she is wet knowing that you will pleasure her in all ways. You push her down into the fragrant hay, clawing her clothing off anxious to put mouth to tangy crevice. She submits and her sighs of delight quicken your staff. Not able to wait you climb her body and plunge deep into her waiting warmth. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.................

Awwwww, so nice...

Hey look, even my horoscope loves me (but like many of my erstwhile suitors, has faulty grammar) -

Getting out of the doldrums is easier than it seems. All you have to do is go and see all your pals and how much they missed -- that will yank you out of a humdrum mood faster than anything else. Everyone is glad to see you with your special spark reignited. Draw some positive energy from all those smiling faces that come into view. Trust that you are beloved. The world shows you its smiling side.

Run Away!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And rejoice upon eating the minstrels...

Black Wednesday approaches quickly and without remorse. Very cleverly I have refused to acknowledge said epic moment in hopes that it will give me a miss and I can just carry on merrily in my self-delusion. Unfortunately, I think it has cunningly ferreted out my plan and is waiting on cat paws to pounce, rip out my eyeballs by the optic nerve, swing them gaily around like a bolero (those clever cow-catching devices that look mysteriously like clackers used by vaqueros in Argentina), and fling them into a pointy object such as a very prickly cactus.

On the lighter side, I was asked this weekend about my happiness at this very moment in time. And, I had to respond that other than my lack of a significant other to torture, I was pretty damn happy and well-adjusted. I've got a couple of jobs that I dig, some pets that are really stupendous, a family that supports me and tells me when I have something in my teeth, some long-term goals, and my hiney gets smaller by the day, perhaps even hour. I have nothing to speak of in the way of wrinkles, flaps or physical overages, unles you count a lovely bosom that still resides north of my navel. I have good friends that think I am a riot and occassionally I have a really super date (this past Saturday ranking right up there with all timers).

Not bad for a woman with little if any maturity, in complete denial about reaching a certain age, and truly a fantastic catch waiting for her knight. MMMmmm, life is good!

You People!!

What I am confused about is where do dairy products and fermented beverages fit into all of this?? I have juice fasted before for rather extensive (or I believe so) time periods, but sucking the prana out of the atmosphere in this day and age could really be deleterious. This bears further research into the extant breatharians. Where do they live? How long can they survive? Do they go invisible when turned sideways? How do they keep from just floating away?

These and other burning pranic inquiries...

Noxious Nocturnes

Disrruptive, disturbing, fraught with emotional distress. Death, disease, daring-do in competetive martial arts. Last eve found me writhing, wriggling and wishing it would end, but end it did not until the late dawn hours when Clyde's twittering punctured my REM to relieve me of the psychic torture being perpetrated by my subconscious. Stress, drastically lowered blood sugar and anxiety all conspired to make my nighttime hours exceptionally painful. I awoke all fuzzy and then proceeded to slice off the end of my thumb with a lovely French "shiv" while dicing pomegranite for my feathered felons. Shock ensued. I lay on the cool tile of the kitchen hoping to retain my bile, and draw blood back to my light head.

OY! What a morning!

Rah! Rah! Rah!

You liked wearing a costume when you were a kid, and college was pretty fun. Then you went through a young adult phase where you thought it was stupid, and now you think it is fun again.

The Grand Finale...

Bitch at me enough and I will eventually do what you want. SO, here are accumulated pictures from the last couple of weeks. Some of Chino, Happy, Pepper, the visiting Hounds and Dittles' encounter with squirrel poop.

Hail to the Chief!!

As of 12:00p.m. today, we are no longer in the throes of a campaign/election year marked by much finger-pointing, a-hem-ing, accusation and firmly planted party solidarity. In light of that, no matter who your candidate was, did your life change today as a result of the outcome?? The last 6-8 months have been fraught with the concerns of a much divided populace knowing conclusively that their candidate was the best man. I imagine that there have been fisticuffs, brawls, sprawls and hair-pulling over the adequacy/inadequacy of respective nominees. However, in this moment, this final moment when the votes have been tabulated, the runner-up has conceeded, did your world cease to spin? Will it cease in the next 4 years? Will you go out tomorrow and find a red sky, purple water and pigs with wings??

What is REALLY important?