I was going to write a post on my other blog but I could not think of a thing to write. It did not help that the TV was blaring in my ear. You could ask "why not turn down the TV?" Well I'm visiting my parents in PA.
Being home brings back a lot of old memories. There was the time I wanted a dog so my Uncle Billy Bob bought me a monkey. Why I have know idea why he thought a monkey would be anything close to a dog. My mom however was not as happy, or excited, as I was and would not let me keep the monkey. Then there was the time we all went on a family vacation to "The Greatest Place in the World." Turns out that my parents meant grandma's house and not Universal Studios Orlando.
Though it was not all disappointment as there was the time my foot almost fell off and my dad put it back on using a hot glue gun. I remember his words like it was yesterday "suck it up and be a man,boy." "Real men don't cry, you baby." Of course there was lots of love to go around. One Halloween I had to go trick or treating as myself because my brothers costume cost so much that there was no money left for mine. Everyone would ask "Who in the world are you suppose to be?" They looked at me as if I was dumb, though I think the pointing and laughing was more detrimental.
Looking back I really don't recall any of this. Maybe I should focus more on posting and less on watching TV. I have a strange feeling that all of this was on a movie I saw.
Really it all happened . I had to write that last part because my parents saw what I was writing and got mad.
Monday, October 31, 2005
Monday, October 24, 2005
Sometimes........
Sometimes I shake my head and say "I just don't know."
The other day I spent six hours looking for my dog, Spot. I walked up and down the street calling for him to come. Some of my neighbors were even nice enough to lend a hand in the search. We all gave it our best efforts as we all looked high and low. There was a man from SBC who looked as he was fooling around with the electrical wires. We even dropped a young boy down a man hole with no luck. As it started to get dark all our hope had pretty much been sucked out of us, as if we were on a sail boat in the middle of the ocean with no wind. Yes as despair was no doubt about to crush us, like an elephant sitting on a peanut. I soon realized that I did not even have a dog and if I did, surely, I would not name him Spot.
Some famous Spot calls:
"Here Spotty Spot."
"Yo, Spot, where you at."
" Spot! Spot! It's time to come out. Everybody who's anybodies out here."
"I have a cat that you can eat."
"Sport here Sport"
The other day I spent six hours looking for my dog, Spot. I walked up and down the street calling for him to come. Some of my neighbors were even nice enough to lend a hand in the search. We all gave it our best efforts as we all looked high and low. There was a man from SBC who looked as he was fooling around with the electrical wires. We even dropped a young boy down a man hole with no luck. As it started to get dark all our hope had pretty much been sucked out of us, as if we were on a sail boat in the middle of the ocean with no wind. Yes as despair was no doubt about to crush us, like an elephant sitting on a peanut. I soon realized that I did not even have a dog and if I did, surely, I would not name him Spot.
Some famous Spot calls:
"Here Spotty Spot."
"Yo, Spot, where you at."
" Spot! Spot! It's time to come out. Everybody who's anybodies out here."
"I have a cat that you can eat."
"Sport here Sport"
I Know Something You Don't Know
No! I'm not going to tell you. Because if I told you it would ruin the post. I thought even you could figure that out. I guess I was wrong.
Thursday, October 13, 2005
Just Another Day at the Office
I was going to write a post but decided that it would be more fun to procrastinate instead. However, after further thought, I realized that would involve too much work on my part. So I decided that I would do it tomorrow.
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
A Sticky Situation
I once had a horse. We went everywhere together. One day we went to the glue factory. Now we don't go anywhere together.
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