(only the "best" from my email archives)
Handle every stressful situation like a dog.
Piss on it and walk away.
April 2, 2008
Thought for the Day
April 1, 2008
Monkey on a Minibike
I used to have a minibike. (pop made it for me, it was a good one)
I couldn't ride this well, though.
Gift Suggestion
Something I'd love to have, because my ass sure seems chapped a lot here lately.
Taint Paint
(from the website)
Use Taint Paint's all natural mixture of bees wax,
coconut oil, almond oil and vitamin E to combat:
Mechanic’s ass
Trucker’s Butt
Chaped Chode
Torn up Taint
Athlete’s Chafe
Asshole Casserole
Diaper Rash (Both Infant and Elderly)
Farmer’s Crack
Swamp ass (Swass) and Crotch
Over Sexed Grundel
Raw Booty
Niagra Balls
Tender Haunches-
And any other rubbed or sore area.
For External Use Only
I've had all of those.(at one time or 'nother)
Remember, my birthday is close and Christmas isn't all that far off!
(I could use it before then, though)
March 31, 2008
Things That Must Die
My personal favorites are "Giving 110%", "Dogs in Clothes" and "Plumber's Cleavage", not that I would really compare that last with the common thought.
Things That Must Die
March 27, 2008
March 25, 2008
Pioneer Woman
In the garden of the Lovett Memorial Library in Pampa stands this lovely statue, "Pioneer Woman", a tribute to the women who helped to settle this area.
I love to sit out in the garden on nice days and look at her; she changes colors with the position of the sun, a lovely golden-brown in the morning shade to a dull saffron in the afternoon glare. The shadows of the clouds scurrying overhead diffuse the light across her face, seemingly making her change expression.
She's not beautiful, but would be more what we might say here in Texas, "a handsome woman". The babe in arms shows she's fertile and that was a necessity for anyone wanting to carve out a future here on the Golden Plains. You needed a lot of sons to help with the plowin' and a few girls to help their momma take care of the menfolk.
I had been taking photos from the left because that's the way the sun was shining and I couldn't get a good photo from the other direction.
Something was wrong, though; it wasn't just the sun, but there was something a bit odd and I couldn't put my finger on it. It wasn't until I got home and downloaded all these photos and really looked closely at them that I saw what was bothering me. I even went back up to the library to verify what I had seen.
Mizz Pioneer Woman really needs to blow her nose; she's got a spider nest in her left nostril.
I love to sit out in the garden on nice days and look at her; she changes colors with the position of the sun, a lovely golden-brown in the morning shade to a dull saffron in the afternoon glare. The shadows of the clouds scurrying overhead diffuse the light across her face, seemingly making her change expression.
She's not beautiful, but would be more what we might say here in Texas, "a handsome woman". The babe in arms shows she's fertile and that was a necessity for anyone wanting to carve out a future here on the Golden Plains. You needed a lot of sons to help with the plowin' and a few girls to help their momma take care of the menfolk.
I had been taking photos from the left because that's the way the sun was shining and I couldn't get a good photo from the other direction.
Something was wrong, though; it wasn't just the sun, but there was something a bit odd and I couldn't put my finger on it. It wasn't until I got home and downloaded all these photos and really looked closely at them that I saw what was bothering me. I even went back up to the library to verify what I had seen.
Mizz Pioneer Woman really needs to blow her nose; she's got a spider nest in her left nostril.
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