Red Mosquito

Bammer wrote:I went on another radio show today and blew hard

Bammer wrote:Coach, the newest one is two inches taller than you? And answered a text with “yeah definitely”?

Bro you are OUT. Move on.

doug rr wrote:had plans to hit the golf course but the weather is not cooperating..going to stay home and make a few batches of spicy pasta sauce with sausage

Coach wrote:

doug rr wrote:had plans to hit the golf course but the weather is not cooperating..going to stay home and make a few batches of spicy pasta sauce with sausage

I need to figure out what to make tonight. I'm thinking tacos.

Chris_H_2 wrote:

Coach wrote:

doug rr wrote:had plans to hit the golf course but the weather is not cooperating..going to stay home and make a few batches of spicy pasta sauce with sausage

I need to figure out what to make tonight. I'm thinking tacos.

did that woman finally text you back or something?

bodysnatcher wrote:

Chris_H_2 wrote:

Coach wrote:

doug rr wrote:had plans to hit the golf course but the weather is not cooperating..going to stay home and make a few batches of spicy pasta sauce with sausage

I need to figure out what to make tonight. I'm thinking tacos.

did that woman finally text you back or something?

Jorge wrote:Got any fun pee breaks lined up?

E.H. Ruddock wrote:

Bammer wrote:I went on another radio show today and blew hard

Did it go off the rails when you decided to rant about trans athletes?

wease wrote:

Bammer wrote:I went on another radio show today and blew hard

Are you finally running for office?

Coach wrote:

Bammer wrote:Coach, the newest one is two inches taller than you? And answered a text with “yeah definitely”?

Bro you are OUT. Move on.

I have, it's up to her if she wants to reach out again.

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:Stopped at the grocery for some Nespresso pods as I’m out

VinylGuy wrote:Its hot as hell here and next week will be worst. Im basically working from the swimming pool.

tragabigzanda wrote:Woke up with awful vertigo. Puked. Went back to sleep. Got up later, had a late breakfast, and now kind of floating through the work day.