Red Mosquito

bart wrote:Pretend you’re putting it down, then it’ll be a fun relief for everyone when you pick it up afterward

daft twat wrote:On a positive note, I had sex this afternoon (there used to be a thread for that) and ate a huge burrito for dinner. 25 years ago this would have been the best day of my life. Today it was just a pretty nice Saturday. If 10th grade me knew what 45 year old me’s life was going to be like, it could have saved him a lot of depression and anxiety.

Bammer wrote:

daft twat wrote:On a positive note, I had sex this afternoon (there used to be a thread for that) and ate a huge burrito for dinner. 25 years ago this would have been the best day of my life. Today it was just a pretty nice Saturday. If 10th grade me knew what 45 year old me’s life was going to be like, it could have saved him a lot of depression and anxiety.

Lose money, have sex with 45 y/o woman, eat burrito = best day of your life at age 20?

I have some questions but … Cheers!

spike wrote:

Bammer wrote:

daft twat wrote:On a positive note, I had sex this afternoon (there used to be a thread for that) and ate a huge burrito for dinner. 25 years ago this would have been the best day of my life. Today it was just a pretty nice Saturday. If 10th grade me knew what 45 year old me’s life was going to be like, it could have saved him a lot of depression and anxiety.

Lose money, have sex with 45 y/o woman, eat burrito = best day of your life at age 20?

I have some questions but … Cheers!

Higgs wrote:Just got home from picking the wiffey up after chemo session 4 of 4. Happy to be done with those visits, not so happy about the next 14 days or so ahead of us though. But we know what the story is and can manage shit pretty well now.

We are getting there, yessir.

Carl Sandburg wrote: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 wrote:i'm going to the pub for 1 drink..then hitting the store for a pint of cherry garia..coming home to watch the jan 6 stuff and cook dinner

lennytheweedwhacker wrote:Crashed hard after work. Woke up and didn't know where or when I was.

dad wrote:

lennytheweedwhacker wrote:Crashed hard after work. Woke up and didn't know where or when I was.

i've been going into the office this week, and i overslept by about 30 min yesterday...not a big deal, but still. this morning, i woke up thinking my alarm had gone off, went into the bathroom to get ready for work...brushed my teeth, and i went to check my phone and saw it was 3am.

i was disoriented, but also happy i could go back to sleep for a couple more hours.

oasisfan35 wrote:

doug rr wrote:i'm going to the pub for 1 drink..then hitting the store for a pint of cherry garia..coming home to watch the jan 6 stuff and cook dinner

That's what they all say...