Hot Air…

A Lot Of Hot Air…

But maybe it’s all been productive……….at the very least it’s kept me off the streets and running in traffic…

I have been writing this journal/blog-thing for over TWO/2/Dos/II/Deux years now!?!

 

Go figure………….

I’m not saying it’s been great writing, or even enduring prose……………..

……….what does amaze me is that the hot air doesn’t appear to be abatting(?)

How can one person write about nothing for over two years……….?

(Have you noticed that I’ve even gotten more regimented about it?……….Approximately every two days.  Approximately (but hardly ever)—–300 words.  And lots more photos?)

But what frightens me a little is the un-ending supply of meaningless, verbose-ocities……….

……….like right now…I’ve spent more than 100 words talking about writing about nothing……….

 

Pascal…….you are patient…

Maybe my time could be better spent……………..my housework reflects that…

But come on!

 

We live in a steaming swamp.  We have animals dripping off the walls & hanging from the rafters…

My house is NEVER going to be clean……..

 

 

I know Martha Stewart has pets AND an immaculate house…

But Martha also has staff!

She lost credibility with me when she said she dusts her cookbooks on top of her kitchen cupboards once a month(?)

 

That’ll never happen here.

 

I like that Frontier Lady.  Her family wears farm boots and she’s always trying to keep the “rural” out of the house.

 

I envy both of their abilities to pull off cooking great food effortlessly…

(With the bees needing sugar-syrup, I just burned sugar onto the bottom of a stainless steel pot——-Hoo Boy!)

(BTW——-the computer saved me…  *****Hydrogen Peroxide & Burnt Sugar***** )

 

(Don’t bother with any of the other suggestions or instructions…….I tried them all.)

The Hydrogen Peroxide treatment is the bomb!

 

 

Maybe I should have my own show on how to clean up disgusting messes?

 

 

 

Bile?  No problem……….

Throw up?  Piece of cake (I think it was)……….

 

Diarrhea?  Easy Peezy!………..

Cat Urine?  Swamp Hag can do it with a smile (or is that a catatonic, tear’ing-simper?)-(get it “cat”-atonic?)-(HA!)

 

 

See——-I’m already over three hundred words……….and I’ve accomplished NOTHING!

 

One thing is for certain……….

 

I appear to have a pressure-cooker’s-worth of hot air to defuse……….

…….and it continues…

*****Last Year’s Anniversary Post*****

I’m a mammalian-Krakatoa.

 

Let’s face it……………..it’s therapy…….and it limits my damaging impact on normal society…

 

 

(I need to go hose a horse’s abscess.)

(Word Count:  431)