Talk about your day thread

[wease]

Sorry to hear, Higgs.

[spike]

So sorry, Higgs.

[BurtReynolds]

Mom got out of the hospital finally. I think she's doing well. Better than last time anyway.

[VinylGuy]

happy for you Burt

[Ello Sailor]

Good shit, Burt.

Thinking of you, Higgsy. Bloody nightmare. We are here for ya.

[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.

[BurtReynolds]

Mom got out of the hospital finally. I think she's doing well. Better than last time anyway.

Just in time for the Resurrection of TikTok

Already making America great again.

[Higgs]

Glad to hear about your Mum burt.

Better day today, at least a little bit of actual communication amongst siblings. Thanks for the thoughts crew.

trag - my relationship with my Mum has absolutely been rocky over the years but was pretty good over the past 18 months or so. And I've always maintained she was a great Mum as a growing lad in the 70s/80s. She weren't no saint, that's for sure, but I loved her and our last few years were really nice.

But that's all moot now really and I just want to send her off as well as we can. I owe her my love of music and that in and of itself is a great gift.

Got some Neily D and Kris K lined up for the funeral tunes. And my Mums favourite sing of all time will be playing at the committal (she's being cremated) - Johnny Cash's Ring of Fire. That should raise an eyebrow or two...

[LetMeSleep]

Sorry to hear, Higgs. Hope everyone pulls together for the next week.

[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.

[doug rr]

we're each getting 90 minute massages this morning..good day for it

[wease]

You bastard

[Chris_H_2]

it's freezing in my office (i have drafty windows). so i stole my co-worker's space heater. i may never give it back (and it definitely violates fire code).

[wease]

it's freezing in my office (i have drafty windows). so i stole my co-worker's space heater. i may never give it back (and it definitely violates fire code).

I’m freezing in my center’s break room. We’re not allowed to have space heaters (thanks OSHA!) so I’ve brought a blanket from home and am bundled up within it.

[Chris_H_2]

it's freezing in my office (i have drafty windows). so i stole my co-worker's space heater. i may never give it back (and it definitely violates fire code).

I’m freezing in my center’s break room. We’re not allowed to have space heaters (thanks OSHA!) so I’ve brought a blanket from home and am bundled up within it.

[Wease at work listening to 1990's Pearl Jam]

[96583UP]

did a bunch of shoveling this morning

then laundry and dishes

did not watch the you-know-what

but heard a firework go off around noon which I presumed meant that the banana republic was upon us

we are no better than the hogs, cows, and chickens today

[wease]

it's freezing in my office (i have drafty windows). so i stole my co-worker's space heater. i may never give it back (and it definitely violates fire code).

I’m freezing in my center’s break room. We’re not allowed to have space heaters (thanks OSHA!) so I’ve brought a blanket from home and am bundled up within it.

[Wease at work listening to 1990's Pearl Jam]

Pretty close!

[Anders]

it's freezing in my office (i have drafty windows). so i stole my co-worker's space heater. i may never give it back (and it definitely violates fire code).

I’m freezing in my center’s break room. We’re not allowed to have space heaters (thanks OSHA!) so I’ve brought a blanket from home and am bundled up within it.

[Wease at work listening to 1990's Pearl Jam]

Pretty close!

Just sexier.

[Rangi Guy]

Took the girls into the city yesterday - had Yum Cha for lunch and got to see a Chinese dragon dance, then took the kids to a video game arcade, wandered around a Gallipoli exhibition at the museum. Came home and cooked up some ribs on the BBQ

27 degrees here today - the hottest it's been in a while. Got in early this morning to do my kettlebell workout while there was some shade, then had to go and visit my Dr's office to have my toe checked out. Still can't get it wet for another week which makes showering an absolute joy.... Came home and have been clearing out the garage.

[96583UP]

baller moves

does your toe hurt?