I could not go out for lunch today. Too busy.
All I had was an apple cake, a loaf of raisin bread with icing and a can of spaghetti and meatballs.
Into the microwave : s and m.
Spaghetti and meatballs, you goofs.
2 minutes later, steaming.
Burning out the day and my fingers, I carried that Mother back to my desk, only to realize that it was probably the worst lunch I had ever had.
I thought about that container of cashews in the car.
Geez, I could eat all of them.
But… I had a dental appointment again.
Flossing my ass off as I left for the day…..
My dentist comped the cleaning and had a lovely present for me: A sonic toothbrush.
Well, I really don’t know, but what a nice present, for an old goat, with 6 crowns, a bridge, and a history of drama with the hygienist, over the last 18 months.
Drove to the neighborhood bar, where the regulars were home, nursing their hang overs.
No one can out do the Butt.
When I am asked, “What is your name?”
I reply: “Butt, Chicken Butt.”
(Similar of course to Bond, James Bond.),
Jimmy and Bobby sauntered in and we shared banter about…..
Wait who knows?
It was crazy.
Eating cashews, hoping Irma and Jose go out to sea.
So happy to hear my friends in TX and Fl are ok.
Another wonderful day, celebrating life and living.
See you tomorrow,