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To gather or collect swiftly and unceremoniously; grab

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There are cats next door, a mother and 5 kittens. They live in the drainage pipe. The neighbor is feeding them.

A moth is flying around the room and gets caught in the draft of the fan. He then flies around and lands on my pant leg. I allow him passage. After 5 minutes he leaves.

Very small ants are eating the cat food. They are smaller than any living thing I have ever seen with my naked eye (naked eye = unaided, so w/o the use of microscopes). Of course, the African Green Monkey Kidney cells are smaller, but then we get back to the whole microscope thing.

My cat vomits on a weekly basis. This has been going on for a couple of years. Every vet I talk to shakes their head. I have changed food several times. I have tried hairball medication. The first of the vomit series is the highest in volume, followed by 3 or 4 more smaller and foamy deposits. I am stumped. She does have a thing for licking photographs and adhesives. Maybe that has something to do with it. Any cat people have any ideas, let me know.

When I have a headache I take aspirin. Other people take Advil, Aleve or Tylenol. I take aspirin. I figure it's been around for over 100 years, something must be right about it. Those Germans. They really do make some good shit. Every culture has their thing, but the Germans are exceptional. Name one car out of Germany that is or ever has been a piece of shit. Can't do it. I'll bet in another 100 or 200 years, the Germans will rise to power again, but maybe not in the same way they did 60-70 years ago. These things go in cycles, just like everything else.

There are birds that flock from one tree to another tree across the street, every evening at about the same time. Regardless of the time of year. They are black. They all leave at once for the other tree. They don't just fly straight they swerve and turn, dive and circle. They do this continually until it gets dark, and then they stop. The neighbors don't know what to make of it.

I have been shaving in the shower w/o the benefit of a mirror. It's actually the perfect place for it. You'd think that you'd miss pieces of face, but no, not really. It's odd the things you can do on just your instincts if you let yourself. Sometimes, I close my eyes and walk around the house to familiarize myself with how things are when I can't see.

I haven't thrown up since 1992. That's 10 years. I find that amazing. That's 1/3 of my life.

Next time you're in the shower, take some lather from the shampoo in one hand, and some lather from the soap in the other and rub your hands together. It should smell like ammonia.

The time just before dusk. Twilight. The one where there is no more direct sunlight, but it's not dark yet. Everything is a dark blue color. It is my absolute favorite time of day.
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