Red Mosquito

Ello Sailor wrote:

Higgs wrote:Man, I woke up this morning sore as fuck! Bark off my elbow and the biggest corky I've ever had on my thigh. It must have been where I landed on my keys in my pocket.

Not gonna do that sort of dumb shit again in a hurry.

At least you didn't break a wrist. Our xtreme sports rimmers have been in the wars lately.

Ello Sailor wrote:

Jorge wrote:"Try falling off another horse so we can have sex while we're strangers." 10 minutes later realized I'd sent it to my landlord

Amazing. Can we get an update?

Jorge wrote:

Ello Sailor wrote:

Jorge wrote:"Try falling off another horse so we can have sex while we're strangers." 10 minutes later realized I'd sent it to my landlord

Amazing. Can we get an update?

I said it was meant for someone else. He completely ignored it and kept arguing about floor tiles

bodysnatcher wrote:Woke up, chugged some coffee, met up with my buddy for college football at 11am, got buzzed, made a random tee time played 9 holes and shot even, out at a brewery getting drunk and watching more football, it’s 10:30pm and haven’t eaten today.

Ello Sailor wrote:

Higgs wrote:Man, I woke up this morning sore as fuck! Bark off my elbow and the biggest corky I've ever had on my thigh. It must have been where I landed on my keys in my pocket.

Not gonna do that sort of dumb shit again in a hurry.

At least you didn't break a wrist. Our xtreme sports rimmers have been in the wars lately.

Higgs wrote:

bodysnatcher wrote:Woke up, chugged some coffee, met up with my buddy for college football at 11am, got buzzed, made a random tee time played 9 holes and shot even, out at a brewery getting drunk and watching more football, it’s 10:30pm and haven’t eaten today.

Nice day - I would plan for a lazy Sunday.

You shoot even to par or to your handicap?

bodysnatcher wrote:

Higgs wrote:

bodysnatcher wrote:Woke up, chugged some coffee, met up with my buddy for college football at 11am, got buzzed, made a random tee time played 9 holes and shot even, out at a brewery getting drunk and watching more football, it’s 10:30pm and haven’t eaten today.

Nice day - I would plan for a lazy Sunday.

You shoot even to par or to your handicap?

To par

doug rr wrote:friends are gone..wife left for Portland..just me and the dogs..no car for 2 days..have plenty of food and alcohol..TV and naps

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.

spike wrote:

doug rr wrote:friends are gone..wife left for Portland..just me and the dogs..no car for 2 days..have plenty of food and alcohol..TV and naps

I would kill for this. Kid’s been getting up in the night to climb into our bed, then is up at 5 meaning I’m up at 5.

Wife is home for a couple more nights before traveling again, but she’s fighting a bug, so I don’t see a sleep in happening this weekend for me.