Talk about your day thread

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[lennytheweedwhacker]

[Higgs]

Mods?

[wease]

Moved the oldest out of her dorm this evening and brought everything (and her) back home. She has completed her Freshman year of college.

Put her to work on that taco meat

If only. She pretty much went to bed as soon as she got home. Finals week is so tiring.

[Bammer]

Left testicle still sore

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Left testicle still sore

I’m sorry

[Chris_H_2]

driving to Nashville today. I have to take four zoom calls where my secretary didn’t put direct links in the meeting invites, which means I have to pull over to enter the call details/numbers/passwords. I may not get there before tomorrow.

[Bammer]

Weird flex but ok

[dad]

driving to Nashville today. I have to take four zoom calls where my secretary didn’t put direct links in the meeting invites, which means I have to pull over to enter the call details/numbers/passwords. I may not get there before tomorrow.

safe travels.

[wease]

Fucking secretaries

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Can she just resend the invites or email the links, or did you let her have the day off for her stellar work?

[wease]

Looks like the rain was called off. So no Taylor monsoon thankfully.

[BurtReynolds]

Supposed to rain all week here.

[doug rr]

all day rain here as well...foggy too...about to start prepping the pork shoulder for a 9 hour cook..I have a headache

[Higgs]

Fucking secretaries

The best kind.

<Edit> man am I in a strange mood tonight.

[wease]

Fucking secretaries

The best kind.

<Edit> man am I in a strange mood tonight.

Back in the day maybe. I don’t know that it would be worth the risk today.

[96583UP]

Left testicle still sore

maybe you have an infection and need antibiotics

[BurtReynolds]

Feeling great today! No ailments. No work to do. Weather is nice!

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[spike]

got a good drive in on the tesla this morning. great car.