Yup, it came again. And do you know what SU had the nerve to do? That’s right, she tried to pull the old “I don’t want anything, let’s just not do anything, okay?” routine. Hahahahaha. Yeah, right, like I’m going to fall for that one again. Call the Bigjolly what you want, but a repeater of mistakes he tries not to be. But, I just couldn’t do flowers again, I send them kinda on a year round basis. And to be honest, I just wasn’t in the mood (more on that later) to do anything big. So, it was a standard issue, trailer park type of evening; a new supply of Giorgio, a few Hershey’s kisses (with almonds!), a card and dinner at El Toro. Beats Denny’s. So I’m a hero for a day at the trailer park.
Took the Buddy boy on the 2 mile loop today. That makes three days in a row, Sunday the 3 mile and yesterday/today for the 2 mile. I just don’t understand how that guy holds so much pee! Granted, by the end of the journey the mailboxes don’t get too wet, but you got to give him credit for trying.
I was able to get the Blue fella in shape this afternoon. I may be crazy, but it sure did seem like he ran a bit faster than Pinkie and Ruby 1 or 2. But he is a male, after all. You know, the whole natural order of things. So I shouldn’t be surprised if he actually was a bit quicker during his calisthenics (hehe, I had to look that word up!) and it probably wasn’t just an illusion.
Life as we macho men know it has just been shattered. Willie Nelson released a brokeback song (I don’t even want to know how their backs got broken). I always wondered how that guitar of his got the holes in it. Late.