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tinhuvielI'm tired and I cannot sleep. Time for some Stream of Consciousness.
I would vote for Conan the Barbarian, but I wouldn't vote for Arnold Schwarzenegger. I think we need more Barbarians in public office. Things are going badly? Lop off some heads! A cabinet member acts the fool? Lop off some heads! You get a coddled egg instead of the poached you requested? Lop off some heads! You come across a pack of people who aren't honourable, subjugate their fellow human, step on ants, and have bad breath? Lop off some heads!
Whatever happened to Meeno Pelucci? Just because John Erik Hexum ate a bullet doesn't mean Meeno had to be killed too, did it? I've often wondered what he looked like after he grew up. He was a weird looking kid, what with the little round eyes and limp afro.
No air freshener ever does what the advertisements promise it will do. You just about have to hang the thing around your neck like a clove of garlic 'round a Gypsy's throat in order to get any use out of one of them. That said, why do I buy one at least every two weeks?
Hallowe'en draws nigh. I think I'll go to work that day as the invisible man. I may even work some overtime that day.
I have this ongoing fascination with the Black Plague. Periodically, I have to delve into its history and read all about the gruesome details of its impact on humanity. The word in the streets of Science Town says that there's been a resurgence of the good ole Black Death and that the new strains are resistant to our modern methods for fighting and eradicating the disease. Maybe thinking about this is why my ass is still awake.
Aunt Tudi burned her ear with the curling iron the other day. Now she has a burst blister right on the edge that I'm treating with polysporin. It's ugly.
I'd rather be drug by a horse through town in my best suit than to go to work tomorrow. If I can't get to sleep, I may just watch 'Blazing Saddles' and see the dude in Rock Ridge get drug through town instead. "Well, that's the end of this suit!" He says. Gadzooks, I love that movie.
The temperature is supposed to be in the 40's tonight. That's perfect sleeping weather, so why am I not asleep?
Why do Meeno Pelucci and the Black Death plague me in the night? Why?
I would vote for Conan the Barbarian, but I wouldn't vote for Arnold Schwarzenegger. I think we need more Barbarians in public office. Things are going badly? Lop off some heads! A cabinet member acts the fool? Lop off some heads! You get a coddled egg instead of the poached you requested? Lop off some heads! You come across a pack of people who aren't honourable, subjugate their fellow human, step on ants, and have bad breath? Lop off some heads!
Whatever happened to Meeno Pelucci? Just because John Erik Hexum ate a bullet doesn't mean Meeno had to be killed too, did it? I've often wondered what he looked like after he grew up. He was a weird looking kid, what with the little round eyes and limp afro.
No air freshener ever does what the advertisements promise it will do. You just about have to hang the thing around your neck like a clove of garlic 'round a Gypsy's throat in order to get any use out of one of them. That said, why do I buy one at least every two weeks?
Hallowe'en draws nigh. I think I'll go to work that day as the invisible man. I may even work some overtime that day.
I have this ongoing fascination with the Black Plague. Periodically, I have to delve into its history and read all about the gruesome details of its impact on humanity. The word in the streets of Science Town says that there's been a resurgence of the good ole Black Death and that the new strains are resistant to our modern methods for fighting and eradicating the disease. Maybe thinking about this is why my ass is still awake.
Aunt Tudi burned her ear with the curling iron the other day. Now she has a burst blister right on the edge that I'm treating with polysporin. It's ugly.
I'd rather be drug by a horse through town in my best suit than to go to work tomorrow. If I can't get to sleep, I may just watch 'Blazing Saddles' and see the dude in Rock Ridge get drug through town instead. "Well, that's the end of this suit!" He says. Gadzooks, I love that movie.
The temperature is supposed to be in the 40's tonight. That's perfect sleeping weather, so why am I not asleep?
Why do Meeno Pelucci and the Black Death plague me in the night? Why?
