Red Mosquito

wease wrote:So Snowball seems to be fine at Mrs Wease’s aunt’s. We’re thinking she may have had a seizure. To our knowledge she’s never had one before so hopefully it was a one-off thing.

wease wrote:Goddamn. We’ve been sitting here in the car in the lot not moving at all trying to leave after this Beyoncé show. She was supposed to hit the stage at 7:00 and at 8:10 the venue staff told us workers that she wasn’t taking the stage until 9:00. They didn’t announce it to the crowd. Fucking Axl Rose diva bullshit. She finished about 11:15 and it’s now 12:15 as we’re still waiting to even fucking move.

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.

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wease wrote:

wease wrote:Goddamn. We’ve been sitting here in the car in the lot not moving at all trying to leave after this Beyoncé show. She was supposed to hit the stage at 7:00 and at 8:10 the venue staff told us workers that she wasn’t taking the stage until 9:00. They didn’t announce it to the crowd. Fucking Axl Rose diva bullshit. She finished about 11:15 and it’s now 12:15 as we’re still waiting to even fucking move.

We didn’t get home until 2:30am.

Higgs wrote:Wishing your puppers all the best guys. We had to put our old boy down a few years ago and that was terribly sad. But we gave him a good life and now we are giving the next doggo a good life too.

Sometimes the biggest show of love is to let them go in peace and out of pain.

knee tunes wrote:

wease wrote:

wease wrote:Goddamn. We’ve been sitting here in the car in the lot not moving at all trying to leave after this Beyoncé show. She was supposed to hit the stage at 7:00 and at 8:10 the venue staff told us workers that she wasn’t taking the stage until 9:00. They didn’t announce it to the crowd. Fucking Axl Rose diva bullshit. She finished about 11:15 and it’s now 12:15 as we’re still waiting to even fucking move.

We didn’t get home until 2:30am.

You work for Beyoncé?