Te Rubber Ball Atlanta is due this weekend (the 29th and 30th of June) and I am getting excited about it. We haven't seen any of our buddies since the weekend of the hard freeze (Easter to normal people) during Frolicon in April. I am looking forward to wearing the latex fetish gear and stomping around in boots. I am Sabotage! At least so he dubbed me after the last time I got geared up, and, in truth, it does make me look vaguely like some comic book superhero. But, hey, hasn't every man wanted to bed one of those?
Manged to embarass a man I thought was unembarassable. My (female) neighbor and I were standing about oohing and aahing over his vintage (he's had it since it came out)1967 Mustang, the original engine has been tinkered with, but the body, paint, interior, is all original. We teased him about the wear marks onthe paint just where a guy might stand while he waxed it on the streets, letting the girls see him, and offering to take 'em for a ride. We dubbed Bob SMD Smith (fictitious). "SMD? What's that stand for?"
"Why isn't that the whole reason for buying the mustang in the first place?"
"What?"
"Suck My Dick." This 57 year old veteran blushed.
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Saturday, June 02, 2007
South Georgia Fires
The south GA fire is affecting our weather. It is overcast, almost like a Renaissance painting where the distance is indicated by the level of smog. So it is here, as bad, if not worse than August, when you can’t see Sand Mountain for the particles in the air. We are 15 inches behind in rain, the mature trees are drooping, and though not as hot, it feels smothery, even a hint of smoke fills the air. Both Mom and I reported sleeping poorly, as if the older, animal parts, of our brain were worried even while the cerebral parts tried to calm them. They kept murmuring “fire!” in our sleep.
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