Today is a travel day. So for the next 870 miles or so – keep those fingers crossed . . . because it is a long long road that the dog and I have ahead of ourselves.
We thank you for your crossed fingers.
Tag Archive for: Stuff
Yep – yep – yep – I seriously know that I am cheating by just posting 2 (two) ants for the sum total of this week so far . . . but I am away from the cave – they let me out! They let let me out!!
But fear not – fear mongers – because tomorrow there will be words (a lot of them) . . .
But before I go – 2 (two) quick things:
- I found out a couple of hours ago – that one of my penguins may be endangered. This isn’t even speaking in one of my odd codes – there is just more of a back story than I am able to jump into for right this second . . . All I can say is that I fear for his safety.
- I was just just told a story by someone who spent his morning saving a duckling. I suppose that as one bird prepares to leave the world – another needs to be saved.
Birds of a feather – Flock together. Aye – yo – that is fowl. Get your ducks in a row. If it walks like a duck and quacks like a duck. Bird brain. Snow birds. Birdy-Birdy Two by Four can’t fit through the birdcage door. You are such a chicken. Eagle eyes. Goosed. Quack quack waddle waddle. Quack quack waddle waddle. Quack quack waddle waddle.
Hola Pollitos (yeah – you just got called baby chickens . . . sorry about that.) Did you even know that I have a store on my website where – in theory – you can buy all kinds of N.Bumpercar stuff?!? Well I do – and it looks a lot like the picture that is currently hovering above these very words.
Well – it is on a bit of a hiatus – while I get some of my own little chickens in a row – see see see how that came back around???!? Don’t worry your self though – I will send up flares as soon as the situation is amended and the registers are ready to ring again.
We thank you for your support!
The Management
In the newspaper – I was reading a frightening/harrowing story about a young girl that was able to break away from a man that was trying to abduct her. She was then able to point him out to the people from her building – who then grabbed the guy. So there is the story – and as I said – it is both frightening/harrowing.
However – I did find a line that made me bark out a “What?!” type of response. It was in the next to last paragraph of the story.
“. . .But as they waited for cops to arrive, he changed his tune, saying “I’m sorry, I won’t do it again. I won’t do it again,” as the crowd pummeled him to keep him from escaping . . .”
I guess that I have never seen it written so plainly – that the people who caught the guy – that had just tried to abduct a child (or done any crime) – beat the heck out of him while waiting for the cops. But it was to keep him from escaping – so I guess that works out for everyone.
Boy! There is just nothing like a shower to make you feel all kinds of clean.
But today’s episode of washing had the potential (right off the bat) to go all kinds of awry – as there was no soap to be found. And you had best better believe me – I looked (and looked).
I can tell that you are all at the edges of your seats wondering what I possibly did to overcome such peril. Well I just leaned over, grabbed a bottle and used shampoo. I now have extra bounce, tons of body and a shiny coat like you wouldn’t believe (on my toes even).
Looking back, I suppose that it did turn out better than the time when I ended up having to use Peanut Butter . . .
Now That – was a sticky situation.
Glad that I got all of that off of my chest.
The Peanut Butter that is.
Did I mention that it was crunchy?!