Baby chicks, ducks
Most won’t survive
Baby chicks, ducks
Most won’t survive
It’s been tough to get going today. Started a post, didn’t like it. It’s been shelved, till later. What would Floyd have to say? If I know him as well as I think I do–something like this. “If you have something to say–say it! If you don’t have anything to say–then keep your trap shut!” Maybe this little talk from 2015 will do me some good.
“There seems to be a general decline in the ‘effimacaceousness’ of this blog,” Floyd observed–stroking his chin.
“How you figure?” I answered his question with a question.
“He who answers a question with a question is a fool,” Floyd philosophized.
“Will you get to the point and knock off the pseudo-intellectual shtick.”
“You’re first and foremost an imaginary character that exists only in my mind. If it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t be here.”
“Did I hurt your feelings? Don’t get your shorts in a bunch. Just listen.
Floyd was attired for summer–bib overalls and slouchy railroad engineer’s cap. At least, this time he had on a t-shirt.
Customary brown chewing tobacco spittle stained the corners of his mouth. He expounded homespun philosophy with one foot on the front bumper of his light blue Ford pickup.
“All I was trying to say–is you need to lighten things up a bit,” Floyd answered. “Most people get #$%@^& tired of hearing the same negative, mopey )*%@%^* day after day. I failed to mention that Floyd’s vocabulary would make longshoremen blush.
“I’m glad to see you turned out smarter than your buddy Larry. He’s purt near broke with three ex-wives. Hasn’t got a pot to *&$% in. He should have had enough *&^#$@^! sense to quit after wife number two.”
I hadn’t thought about Floyd for a long time. Something about unshaven, sweaty men in bibs I’d prefer to avoid–as a general rule. He was a memorable character. If one looked past the disheveled, gruff exterior–he always gave good advice.
There are many things, at which I excel–not the least of which, is humility. Negative attributes should taken into account. How else can one ever hope for improvement? No doubt, there are more, I just don’t have the time right now.
I’ve stuck with these faithfully for many years. Come to think of it–and I don’t desire to be boastful–that’s another attribute. Excuse me, while I grab another donut.
Weak or strong
Last, or first
Right this wrong
Start at the top
Work your way down
As millions–yes millions
Have done before
Don’t you dare
Miss, what you
Thought you wanted
For the best time
You never had
In a lifetime
A few years ago, some wise guy started a coffee shop named “Dumb Starbucks.” The idea hit the media by storm. Of course the mega franchise wasn’t amused. Giants didn’t take kindly to being poked. The giant’s legal team roared, swatted the irritating little fly and “Dumb Starbucks” faded to oblivion.
Some advice for others wishing to poke other corporate giants. You’re going to be smacked down by the giant’s legal team anyway–why not be more creative, than calling the object of your disdain, “Stupid” or “Dumb?” Learn from the “Dumb Starbucks” guy, be more original. Why couldn’t he have preceded Starbucks, with “Not,” or “Knot,” as in “Not (Knot) Starbucks?”
Throwing down the gauntlet–more Poke the Giant ideas:
Drunken Donuts: Alcohol infused pastries and sweet treats
Pizza Hat: Haberdashery and men’s wear, featuring pizza crust formed into edible hats. I think thin and crispy would work best in summer. Perhaps deep dish in winter?
Goggle: Search engine, like Google, the real one. It would be a PR nightmare. This one would throw the giant into an earth-shaking, rage–since Google, is frequently misspelled this way. Of course, the other, obvious search engine bungle, would be, “Bingle,” instead of Microsoft’s Bing.
Hardest thing about being a peasant?
Everywhere on the planet
it wasn’t a pleasant existence
Hardest thing about being an introvert?
Nobody’s going to know
that you know anything
Good ways to waste time?
There are so many
it’s a waste of time to list them
Join those unhappy with status quo?
I’ve got no other place to go
I don’t care to get devolved
Ripping out my guts for your entertainment
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