Dear Cosmos & Providence,
Fine salutations & merry met with brightest blessings. Formal pleasantries aside now,
go unfuck yourself!
Thank you indeed for yesterday's kick in the testicles, it quite loosened up a bad case of blueness. I would wager you probably think I shall ring the fucking bell. You are so fucking
wrrrrrroooong! I shall instead be giving you unholy & holiest Hell in kind. Prepare to face inbound fire and flack. You want this dog to stop, better tend to seeing Cap'n Jack. I have a brother who set me back right, no matter what you throw down still tight and in the fight.
Can I get a Hoo Yah? "Just another runnin' day!"
--- Morning everyone.
I'll take the java juice what has the dissolving spoon standing straight up in its center this morning, or a good tin of boatswain's coffee.
Went to rack a good bit after having gotten mildly drenched from the lovely rain around 17:00 - 17:30. Had to be out in order to feed the hellions. Shylock was startled yesterday by some stupid fuck deciding to volley with a wee .22 "cat" gun. Don't even think they were using rounds but blanks. pissed me off because once he got startled he attacked Grouchy. "Quit farting you dumb ass!" Of course Grouchy is my big baby, but get him started and he's a damn brute. You don't piss in his Cheerios none too easy.
Also needed to walk to mom in law's for supper. More drenching. Wife had phoned. "Come down while it's not raining." I got down there and wrung myself like a big old Woooly Bully dog, water flew and splattered the kitchen. "Come down while it's not raining, she says," I said. She just laughed but then looked out the window. "Damn, I didn't hear it or see it." Riiiiight. She's always too preoccupied to manage sympathy. Damn sadistic bitch. Of course her masochistic husband wouldn't trade her for you showing him how to make pennies walk like Ben Franklin C notes.
As a result of the lolly weather, "quack, quack, waddle waddle", my left hip and lower posterior decided upon the totally sane option of drawing inward upon itself, muscularly & in arthritic fashion. Oh and too boot the whole sciatic nerve cluster still hasn't "let go". Nah, it's going to "rock my world" for a bit longer, it says. I'll pop my one daily allotted Tramadol here in a bit. Did last evening around 18:00 - 19:00 so as to rack, veg in front of Forged in Fire. Some of it was watched in "wavy" vision mode. The xxium derived drug did not quite dull all the pain, it still hurt to move and the sadist kept me having to move. *chuckles* It did dull the pain enough though to "knock off the edge".
Today I hope moving a bit more, possibly stretching out the muscles, will help ease the pain further. Need to draw out the dampness what crept into me. Ha! Might take a few nips of the apple pie 'shine. Good old 'tonic' fix me up. That might be morning medication on it's own for pain therapy, wait on the xxium based crap until racking tonight. Think I may eventually purchase myself a bit of a small juice DIY set up, buy no gear, save my pennies and fetch an inversion table. Seems an awful lot of folks give them all kind o' praise.
Well y'all run 'er slow. I be bicycle for a spell or so, need to get to living.