Dog Slobber Solution

Sewn of a bitch....my back neighbor's dog kept getting off his chain yesterdee and running over here...it's a golden retriever and as strong as a T-Rex...the neighbor was gone...I tried tying him up in his backyard but he just got tangled up in it like a bug in a spiders nest...we're rat by a major street and I'd hate to see him turned into ground chuck....it's too beautiful of a dog....anyway...the guy finally got home and I straightened the mess up in our house...the house had that dog smell...I was worn out from holding the animal still and keeping him from chewing stuff up...he's basically still a puppy and into everythang...he even licked the magazines on the coffee table...when I went to wash my hands, the water activated the dried dog slobber on my hands and they were slick & gooey. It took a bit of washing to get the shit off.....so I was wondering if they's some properties of dog slobber that could benefit mankind.....I know dogs lick their wounds and they heal to an extent...they might be some productive use for big jars of dog slobber....just a thought....ugh....The coffee was great this morning....sun coming in the kitchen window while I was brewing the sacred coffee...took the picture above of the light on the fridge..added the other crap with my Corel program....went out the back door to smell the roses and hear the symphony of birds...Blue, the big retriever came running thru the gate to greet me along with a new round of dog slobberness......weather is perfect today in Atlanta...good day to do something...maybe stare into space....or quit a job....or fish for pleasant thoughts....

Bump on a fucking log...sort of...dammit

This is my old metal detector from JC Penny's my dear friend Marsha's elderly dad Pierce gave me a few years ago before he passed on to that great bus stop in the sky...it's not wonderful but it beeped whenever it went over some metal crap....It was enuff to git me hooked into the hobby. The battery connector wires are all screwed up rat now and I can't use it. Butt, there's bigger fish to fry rat now....In the last 2 weeks, I've developed a bump on the edge of my asshole that's got me worried. I ain't got no health care, insurance or a job with insurance. I'm up shit creek so to speak....I've bean looking up stuff about colon cancer and hemroids...I'm hoping it's just hemroids..(LMAO) the symptoms concur with what I read.....but even in the case of polyps, which could be a sign of colon cancer, it sounds similar, too....I know they would just tell me to get a colonostomy but they ain't cheap....I can't even afford the parking....and I'd hate for em to take my mother's house....I think if I paid em some each month, they couldn't do anythang shitty to us...but I'm over the age of 50 when you're supposed to get that shit checked every once in awhile...I do caregiving for my elderly mother who had a bout with rectal cancer 2 years ago and I have to help her daily with her colostomy stuff and other basic chores. It can be real shitty at times but that's the nature of the beast...I guess I'll have to get my book done real fast about growing up in Atlanta during the spaced rock & roll age.......nobody wants to die except for vegetables and idiots maybe. I hate to put such personal shit on here but I had to get it off my chest....ain't trine to be a whimpering dog.....just a nervous pigeon...It's always something itching at your soul.....a soul to be precise.......Furgive me Lard.....

the answer is pissin in the wind......

In a rather pensive pissive unaltered mood today as I chow down on my pecan waffle chased by a lime coke. That saying to the right came tome yesterday as I sat out on the lot enjoying the spring weather under the pines. This is brief as I need to go down to Starbucks to get some of their used coffee grounds to put into my tomato garden soil. Enjoyed the show '24' last night...one of the best TV shows in years. Thanks to Walther Panzer for turning me onto the show which has bean on TV for several years now....

Cheap reflections are better than no reflections and if they're spinning the billion points of light around the universe, it keeps the critters on their toes and where it ends up, nobody knows and so it goes......

Found these thangs on sale the other day up at Publix...man, they was good eatin...ate the whole package while watchin '24' last monday night....sho nuff....

just figurin out the pic upload crap.....

Dogwood is butter than no wood.....

Hey you!!! What the hail is that on your head??.....I'm usually hot and bothered by the time I do this blog shit..I feel like that crusty old fart Lt. Dan in 'Forrest Gump' with his pissed off demanor even though he didn't have a leg to stand on. It was cloudy & rainy earlier today so I didn't go to the Emory cultural fest or the Dogwood Festival...maybe tommorrow if the sky's a little bluer...I'm sure they's some fine works of art to be seen and had thar.....I'll be lucky just to see some. I've bean researching metal detectors and web sites when I haven't bean crammin my face with food morsels today. I joined some metal detecting forum under an ass sumed name and maybe I'll get some leads to a good deal on a metal detector...The Tesoro Silver Max looks like a decent one to go with fur now...saw one fur about $250 on some site....and they have a lifetime warranty...even though I don't....none of us beer mortals do.....we're all just cogs in the will....

Goin Postal

Sewn a bitch.....I think we have a new gal deliverin the mail this week....3 letters that didn't belong to us were in ire box yesterdee.....makes me wonder how much of ire stuff went into other folk's boxes...and them bean stupid college kids would probably throw them away instead of placing them in the rat mail box...expecting some important shit today and I just saw the mail lady going the wrong way on this one way street and didn't stop at any of the boxes...but it's a pretty spring day here in Atlanta except fur the pollen fallin on everthin...time fur a long hot shire and hopin the mail lady returns with the rat stuff.....Fuck you very mush for your undivided attention...enjoyed watching my old Scarface video last night.....Pacino should have got an acadamy award fur that work....I lived in Miami with some poor gal when that Muriel boatlift stuff happened......It was the disco error and plenty of coke & killin were goin on down thar...probably still is

Monday monday

Yup....April 3rd, 2006...what the hail are you dune?....I'm sippin my coffeee before I do anythang responsible....I like the 8 O'Clock brand coffee with some 'sweet thang' in it and some half & half...Listening to Neal Boortz on the AM radio before my long hot shire..he's talkin about congesswoman Cynthia McKinney and her latest antics, slapping a security guard at the capitol last friday when she tried to slip by the security check without her badge on and he tried to stop her in the execution of his duties...... She reprepresents my distict here in Atlanta...aaahh...Now, I've gotta help my elderly mother with some shit and then go about my business...Hope yall are faring well out thar...

Bad ass memory!!!

I forgot I had this blog page......you learn something new everyday...God bless America and all the breweries for their fine products....and God bless whoever invented those thongs the gals wear and the low riding jeans they rode in on with....yessum....it keeps us old dirtbags drooling fur more....and rest in peace to i're old pal, Buck Owens