House of 1,000 Muppets
Courtesy of Rob Zombie’s Facebook page:
Dr Teeth makes an exceptional Captain Spaulding.
Old Words
Laying at the bottom of the garbage at work, where Dr T will see it first thing, is a pretzel stick with its end covered in black jelly. It’s attached to a note that reads, “Mr Bill’s tallywhacker. I have pics.”
It was the only part of Mr Bill that survived the night.
Where Has The Time Gone?
Remember me? Just woke up. Did I miss anything?
Lately life has been coming at me full-tilt boogie. Financial crises have me working overtime when possible, and the dating thing is like a job in itself.
Not that I’m complaining.
Lots of fun stuff is happening along the way, which I’ve neglected to document. I will try to be more proficient in updating this space. Got to commit this stuff to “paper” before this rattly old spaceship crashes.
Today? I am listening to Puscifer as I sweep out my room, do laundry and brace for the hundred-degree temps coming in a few hours. I have ingested a workingman’s dose of medical candy, and may make a stop at the Cannabis Cafe for a cold soda and whatever happens to be floating by.
Then, I may spend an afternoon in front of the fan watching TV with Meg, or in front of an open window watching TV with Rain. Rain said if I got there soon enough she’d share a key lime pie with me. If not, I’ve got backup.
Pretty much another fine Saturday in Portland fucking Oregon.
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