If you are seeking a preachment, dear friends, you are about to receive, ahm, no.
Or, maybe expecting some hocus pocus, snap your fingers, life will focus - philosophical revelation, ahm, no.
Or, that I've Googled, found, statistics on the percent of optimists and/or pessimists regarding this half full glass thing, ahm, no.
VICTOR? Yes? You are acting like a little infant that has a penny in his mouth. We are hollering "SPIT IT OUT" and if that don't work - we'll open your jaws and take a big swipe across with our index finger.
Ahm, no, but OK, I'll spit it out.
A loved one had asked me about my day yesterday..... I thought about what I had done... (Worked at golf course early morn to 2pm, lotta mother/son combinations, was perty cool.. went to Knuckleheads, a really hard to describe four stage joint for an open blues jam (gorgeous people, wunnerful blended music by folks that might notta ever met one another, threatening skies and that good music kept us on the edgea our seat... then... I went to an outdoor patio 'back home' for a one man band, he was decent, a whole nuther groupa friends, two beers, convo with a real good bud - then, home.
Fill 'er up Ethel, I mean, Victor. That, is how I filled my day... the other halfa the half glass.
With one ear, eye, on others, I've learned their glass was filled with camping... graduation ceremonies... dinner with mom... "Oh, I/we stayed home and binged Fallout (or Baby Reindeer, or Girls5Eva, or, The Gentleman"
We took a walk "at the park.... around the block.. in downtown (enter small, unique town that ain't your hometown, here).. up and down the beach... around the lake.. at the HS track...over the river and thru the woods.."
We, ahm........ well, can't share that one!
While we certainly didn't aim the Roku at it, we had an argument.. rough seas there for a bit, but, thankfully we made up, even had a few chuckles about it later...
We went to WallyWorld, Sams, Costco, the Garden Center, Olive Garden, started the day waiting in line for 38 minutes at Starbucks, the Awful Waffle, we bought onea them pizzas ya cook yourself, yum.
Difference in a World of Harmony, or sumpin like that.
So............whatsup for today? That glass?
Mow the yard. Me? I'm mulching, pruning, aeriating, dividing overgrown perennials... I got a sunburn yesterday, good ole indoor AC today for me tyvm.
I'm going to church... to a visitation... garage saling..... I'm putt putt'ing to the Pizza Hut. Coincidence, I'm putt putt'ing to Coolcrest for mini golf, to the Golf Course...
We have different likes, wants, needs, waistlines, buccal cavities, inseams, shoes, bras (I never wear em), cars, jobs, no jobs, married, single, shacking, divorced, widowed, separated...
My favorite color is blue.......... red.......... aqua... orange........ I'm color blind.
Do you like good music? Yeah Yeah, as long as it's that sweet Soul Soul Music..Country, Blues, Classic Rock, Jazz, Hip Hop, Classical... no, not really. I prefer silence and a good book.
I have Spectrum, AT&T, Verizon, Google Fiber, T-Mobile, Xfinity, we stream.. Youtube, I get like 497 channels, Fubu, Hulu, Netflix, Peacock... we cut the cord, we don't watch much TV.
We are different. Steve Urkel. Cosmo Kramer. Larry David. Howard Stern. Creed Bratton. Tobias Fünke... Barney.. Goober... Aunt Bea.. Eddie Haskell... Red Skelton.. Richard Simmons.. Lucy.. Tim Conway.. Harvey Korman.. Benny Hill.. Oral Roberts.. Madonna..
Oh sure, there are some commonalities........ who ain't stubbed their toe on the coffee table? Who don't wanna love and be loved?.. Who don't pace around the house while on the phone.. hate traffic... love the smell of fresh cut grass... let a fart loose and pretended it tweren't you... I haven't. I don't. Well, aren't you special?
I spilt the glass, I broke the glass, I left it out overnight - poured it out, I made the glass. I filled it up, she drank half, then I drank the other half.
Life ain't half bad. Then Victor? According to that logic class you took, wouldn't that then mean "Life ain't half good?" I'm sorry, I had the Rolling Stones cranked, what'd you say?
I'm of the age where I don't give a rats ass (I've always wondered about the origin of that?).. I don't give a rats what others think... as long as I'm not hurting anyone... Ahm, Victor? What about hurting yourself, ya know, an occasional beer, those cigs you smoke? I'm of the age where I don't give a rats ass what others think.
Gimme a head with hair, long beautiful hair.. I like the butch cut.. I'm follically challenged, I was leaning toward pink and green.
I want to live in the City, highrise... so far out in the Country I can get the paper in my undies... I wanna homestead.. live in Alaska.. in a cul-de-sac.. in a small town.. nothing special.. home at the lake.. a plain ole ranch, we're getting up there..
Planes, trains, automobiles, gas, hyrid, electric, bike for me, moped, Harley, thanks, but I don't drive.
I love life.
I DO care that you care about life.
I really don't give a rats what others think of my choices though, again, as long as I ain't hurting anyone.
Were you aware there are 56 known species of rats? (That's interesting.. boring.. I hate rats.. let's cook one..
We're gonna pour all that crap outta the glass... fill it up with (wine, beer, tequila, root beer, Diet Coke, Quirk, Orange Whistle, Grape Nehi) and have a toast.
Bottom's up................... Cheers....... French: Santé... Italian: Cin cin... Korean: 건배... Danish: Skål ... Spanish: Salud......... I like bottoms. Not me, I'm a boob guy. It's them 6 packs for me. All oinkers are different.
Dear Optimist, Pessimist, Realist:
While you guys were busy arguing about the glass of water, I drank it.
Love, the Opportunist
Forward by Fitty-Cent.. The Whiners.. Optimist Organization, Crayola packa 64 colors
Love, Victurd
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