Friday, May 29, 2009
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Monday, May 18, 2009
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Friday, May 15, 2009
He let slip to case a new place to hang out with an advance party of his mates before whisking a woman there. Now, he and three of his mates are having happy drinks with a woman – a tall, dark, leggy vixen in a short, small, black dress. She’s full of electro-magnetic elegance. They put on a cheesecake aided by the combo band. Then, it’s time to go. It’s time to pay.
The waiter drops the bill. The men shoot back in shock. They debate in decibels above the music exactly how many of what they have had. One appeals to see the drink menu – Jackass, isn’t this two hours too late?
Thirty minutes later, when it’s time for my group to hit the door, Miss Legs and her guy are still stuck in their booth. Their mates have long left them. My guess is they are going to bring some money to pay. Miserable toads!
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Monday, May 11, 2009
Friday, May 8, 2009
Do not follow where the path may lead. Go, instead, where there is no path, and leave a trail (author unknown).
100, 200, now 300 posts (and counting). A truly amazing experience of awakening, friendship, addiction, understanding, fellowship and enlightenment.
Thank you,Co-bloggers, for walking with me, teaching me, and inspiring me with your ineffable blogs!
Thank you, Readers, for reading what I write, for what good would they be in a dark trunk?
Thanks to everybody who leaves comments. You know how I thrive on feedback :)
I wouldn’t exchange this journey in blogosphere for any other!
Thursday, May 7, 2009
I was driving with Office Female #2, when we espied a dingy display board with the words “Genuine Land for Sale”. It says a lot that that wasted plank did not simply say “Land for Sale”. Should I expect to see another carelessly confess “Fake Land for Sale”?
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Because you'll roll the bogey around on your finger, and then try to shake hands with me!
Using a tooth pick in public
There must be a reason why your lips were made to cover your gums (and teeth)!
Shouting on the phone
I may be far away, but your mouth is to my ear!
Breaking traffic rules!
Because my dog could drive better than you!
People who stare at you in the traffic jam
Get a life, don't compare or size me up!
Many more things...
Get a life, I have work to do!
Monday, May 4, 2009
It is a big, furry fuzz in my mind right now, but, even in those early days, I had discovered the superiority of brain over brawn, mind over muscle. It must be that group of boys (and I am not a wuss): Koo Prince, Manfred, Kwaku Bawuah, etc, etc, who would form two kung-fu, kick-ass posses, and hector one another and everybody else at snack time. O how I hated them!