Dainbramage

Nut Jobs

Squirrells are evil little monsters.  In the spring they eat the seads and small plants that I put into the yard depriving me of the their beauty and bounty.   In the fall they destroy the pumpkins that decorate the porch.  They fill the spaces in-between by defying the efforts of designers the world over and eat the the seads that I have carefully prepared for the beatiful songbirds.  In a final sign of ignominy, the cheeky little aboreal rodents are trying to injure my cats.

You read correctly.  I saw it happen.  I often leave the front door open in the mornings so I can look through the glass door while sit at the desk.   Two cats live with Amy and I: Frank and Jazz.  Lacking claws, they are indoor cats.  Lacking the desire to do anything of a physical nature, they are large - bigboned as Amy would say.  They need a stool to get up on our bed, but I digress......

They enjoy sitting near the door and fondly looking into they natural world which they cannot venture into.  Directly across from the glass door are the steps that allow access to the yard.  As I glanced outside I saw a squirrell pop his head up over the porch from the top step.  Predatory neural pathways inside of Frank's tiny brain, dormant for years, suddenly shouted to thick legs, "Squirrell!  Holy Shit Go Get em!"  The forward velocity his rotund body generated was incredible for approximately fourteen inches.  I am still recovering from the boom of the impact.  The door will probably need to be replaced.

Was this enough for Shadow Tail? ( I looked it up.  That is what the Greeks called them.  I bet Plato finished off a dialogue on Social Harmony and then tossed one of the little shits off his balcony.)   NO, it was not enough.  The squirrell tried again.  For a full fifteen minutes it popped its head up trying to get a repeat.  Fortunately, Frank was too dazed for vision and Jazz no longer has any predatory instincts.   But that little shit didn't give up. 

So please do not act surprised if you come visit and I am rocking on the porch with pelet gun. 

I am otherwise well.  I finished another cycle of chemo on Saturday and have a bit of a cold to show for it.

joe

Be the King

Hi everyone. 

I have been extremely happy with your feedback on the creepy Burger King commercials.  I have been doing some research into the best way to cease this cultural tumah.  This research took me to BurgerKing's actual site where I discovered that you can be the King for Halloween if you want.  Or you can choose to be his subservient chicken.  I am not making this up folks-I couldn't.  To have your own little sojourn into the deepest of Dante's nightmares just click here: (make sure your volume is up enough to hear the music)

http://www.bkmasks.com/

For the MRI question....I dunno.  Once I left a ring on and it started vibrating like crazy.  I had them stop the process and the tech asked me if it got hot.  So I would guess that it would just burn the shit out of your leg from the inside.  What a bonus.

jobey

LOOK FOR THE CODE

WEll, the first day of chemo HAs come and gone and so far i feel VEry JOlliE.  i am eSpecially hopeful that there are no further drops in My mental acuity.  It would also be Nice if the Dreaded nausie remains at arms lengtH.  Everyone has has warned me  how bad it can be but I know that those badnesses are going to Slide right by.   Autumn is knocking and that  Beauty wIll heal body and soul.  Today i walked to the hardware store because the second of the CHeep garden hoses  I have beeN buying  sprung its fata leek.  i knew better but i was trying to save some dOugh.  I have been loving life because I am pUtting in the fall peRennials.  i am hopeful that the hard work will result in a Bounty of spRing flowErs.  a nEw house proviDes a new canvas to paINt on.  Great fun but lots of work.   If anyone out there knows a PROductive GRound cover that will trive in morning sun and Afternoon shade, please eMAiL me and let me know.  If it blooms, that is an addEd beNefit.  9

joe