November 20, 2005....epipause...AND speaking
of BIRDS, i am too bright currently to acquire an
eleven (11) pound Gobbler for a singular person!
Perhaps--i will schtuff a chicken instead. And
mourn the absence of Maternal kvetching.
Pertinence: Is there still a fleegling blinking AD
@ the Top of this page? Becos~in schpite of their
good intentions, my MASTERS might could be
contributing to my latent epilepsy/catalepsy...
That would be a very bad thing. All=Togethre.
{the up=rethink of such an occurence is that
Slack would post less, fall behind the more of
spurious e=mails & search resolutely for a better
provider of Content. Just saying^} *wink*
I can tell that the Holiday=Season is upon us by
the movies playing on cable channels; THEY have
ten (10) months to program the Especial films, yet
we don't see them until after the latest election.
[When did James Bond become a Holiday staple?]
Something is awry in HOLLYWOOD yuletide!
Title:
*fade*Mood:
cool & drippyAnagram:
yuletide=dilutelyMusik:
AC/DC, Back in BlackMovie:
Girl Shy, 1924, Harold LloydThot:
"if you Read the Deep, or the Archives, theBanner advertisement disappears. Scant consolaxn."
Text:
Monday, November 21, 2005...OOPs~i havealso run out of coloured ink for my Printer. I'm not one
of those persons who print anything & everything
coming off the pooter. {it's a secondary Recycling rule
not to generate paper only to shred it later} Besides,
this Page has more than enuf colour for evybody!
Meanwhile & else: my Parish neighbor and customer
Morrie tells me that his wife, Shirley is winding down
her schtay @ the nursing home. She is on COMFORT
CARE from the Alzheimer's and fading fast; they had
fifty=seven (57) good years togethre. Not counting the
past two, when "Early Shirley" began to fade from our
Collectif existence into her forgetting werld. G Bless
her on her journey back to perfect memorableness in
Paradisic Elysium! A stern bunch of my Paregoric
Angels is forming a gantlet for yet anothre cool gal...
As for the larger contingent of misguided abductors,
bridal bombers and assorted political prevaricators:
CUT THE CRAP! The rest of us are tired of your
shenanigans already as We try to renovate this
planet/space=ship. There's no more time to waste on
mopping up your fleegling messes. Get a Shunky.
~rant-me-scant-and-banner-elsewhere~slac
5 comments:
A lot of loss this year my friend. We have many angels watching over us.
SMOOCHES!
Appreciata, Flowre=Sun...and WE are earning our Wings
as well! Blessings & Happy T=Day; Empathy & Courage
~Author~
Happy Thanksgiving oh Slacmeister who wastes not! Hope your stuffed chicken doesn't know he's a chicken - ya know, on the one day - he might have gotten a reprieve and all...
mourn the absence of Maternal kvetching...Aww, slac.
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more abof^^^ on such Matters, holiday=wise ~Author~
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