Talk about your day thread

[E.H. Ruddock]

I pass a crazy homeless man talking to himself as I myself am muttering notes into a black box that I carry with me everywhere I go. Are we any different?

Next time you pass him, ask him if the earth is flat or globular

He doesn't even know I'm there.

Maybe you aren't. Ever think about that?

[bodysnatcher]

There goes Burt’s weekend

[wease]

Mrs Wease is back in LA so I’ve brought the two Weaselings to one of our local pubs for supper for a rare night out with just them and me.

[bodysnatcher]

You all getting drunk?

[wease]

Not hardly. The oldest is only 18 and youngest 13.

[spike]

They’ll get drunk for cheaper.

[verb_to_trust]

Mrs Wease is back in LA so I’ve brought the two Weaselings to one of our local pubs for supper for a rare night out with just them and me.

Take Your Whiskey Home

[epilogue]

Helluva day

[Jorge]

The group of expats who live in the house across the street invited us to a get-together that started out nice and relaxed and then got progressively out-of-hand as more people arrived with their own tag-alongs. We were out of there by 1 AM and I am now learning that it was shut down by the police 2 hours later. Drunk Australians have no chill

[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.

[Higgs]

[spike]

Yeah I’m never one to leave the party first, but it’s a different situation when I go out drinking with my Australian brother in laws.

[daft twat]

Wings is no longer on Hulu. Wtf?

[wease]

Looks like it’s on Paramount+ but not all the episodes are on there.

[Bammer]

Better than yours.

Just a stellar weekend actually dating back to about Thursday.

[Biff Pocoroba]

If you are typing “female” when the mail truck goes by you will type “femail”

[E.H. Ruddock]

Played a couple of rounds of disc golf this weekend with some friends who were in town. It was in the woods and I'm pretty sure I picked up some poison ivy on my legs. Itching like crazy right now. FML.

[tree_]

I'm just about completely healed from about 8 very itchy tick bites, including one on my scrotum, and another INSIDE my belly button.

[wease]

Played a couple of rounds of disc golf this weekend with some friends who were in town. It was in the woods and I'm pretty sure I picked up some poison ivy on my legs. Itching like crazy right now. FML.

I’m allergic as a motherfucker to the stuff. Condolences

[E.H. Ruddock]

I'm just about completely healed from about 8 very itchy tick bites, including one on my scrotum, and another INSIDE my belly button.

Oof dude, you might want to get checked for Lyme Disease.