January 2009
Why so serious?
Why so serious?
Live a little.
For Christ Sakes.
I was told before that you only live once
I think that’s the plan.
I’m game.
And for what?
2009.
I hear the high pitch noise
Higher and higher
Silence.
Why so serious?
...I'm here, That's enough
I sit alone and ponder - at 88 years what’s to do?
I’ve done a lot, raised kids and goats - not the same, you know!
Plowed ground, gathered crops, canned veggies, preserved jam, braided rugs and knit.
Yes, a lot of life lays far behind.
But today, tomorrow —- what’s ahead?
AH! This is my day!
Forget TV, there are books to read, friends to meet, birds, even chipmunks in the...
Dine in, take out.
Oh what a niiight. Emily’s was happenin as usual. Friends was on the TV, all night on repeat. I was drunk. We just talked shit about every person we know. It was like we were 5 and cool.
Now, I am not too sure what this blogging thing is. However, I thought I’d give it a chance. Cheaper than talking to a prefessional. [Mind you i can’t spell] This is it for now.