Guy's blog about life with pets in northern mich. for Wednesday, March 28, 2007

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Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Blue days, Black nights, dark thoughts

Blue days, Black nights, Dark thoughts Why do people insist on shining a ray of darkness into my life? It’s times like this I think, “ The seconds flew by like hours!” It is “Hear no evil”, not “ Do evil, if it works for you.” Usually, all the good one does, does no good. Does everyone but me have “scrap gold?” Does having “scrap gold “ make one a success, or an idiot? WHAT makes gold anything SCRAP!!!?….. DYSLECTICS OF THE WORLD, UNTIE! Why do I have this perverse desire to (fill in the blank)?... Sign in to see full entry.

Distubing signs

I know that I am immortal but it would appear that I am not immune to not so subtle signs that I am becoming older. This makes no sense to me because I have a covered portrait of myself in the attic, like Dorian Grey. That reminds me, gray hair is supposed to be confined to one’s head! I refuse to say where they are showing up on me, but let’s just say, it is south of my head. And I have also discovered THREE(!) small age spots on the back of my left hand. These have shown up in the last few... Sign in to see full entry.

Outta my mind on a Wednesday

Everyone tells me, ”The early bird gets the worm”, while I’m thinking,” The mouse that slept in gets the cheese, and if I get up early, there had better be much tastier stuff for breakfast than worms!” or they say, “Hard work pays off in the end,” while I’m thinking, “Being lazy pays off right now!” I wonder why hookers don’t like to snuggle?” Why are they called ” blow jobs”? If something is bad, why do we say, “That really sucks! “, when even babies know that sucking is good? When someone... Sign in to see full entry.

New year, new thoughts about old fears

Wow, it’s 2007! When I was a kid, the thought that I would be sitting somewhere, looking back at more than half a century of life would have been a surprise. We had been trained to “duck and cover”, meaning hide under those little desks and cover our heads, at school. We would know to do this, because of the white flash that precedes a nuclear blast shock wave. Even small children knew that our desks would protect nobody. Those old films of houses, trees, even large warships being utterly... Sign in to see full entry.

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