Here comes the sun, might as well get up. I sit on the edge of my bed. HELP, I need somebody.....I wanna hold your hand. If I fell... . then, I take note of my belly way, way sticking out, the lovely hole in my boxer briefs.... Nvmnd. I got this.
OUCH, twist and shout......... the dayum legs don't work like they usedta. Yesterday. Same thing. A day in the life, ya know?
Off to pee... the long and winding road........ ahhh.. much better. I feel fine. HEY, forgot, with Winter rearing it's head again today, I went to the Piggly. A FULL, red plastic jug of Folgers. Baby you're a rich man.
Do you want to know a secret? I didn't do NUTTIN' Yesterday. Gonna do it again today. Get back. Get back to what I was doing.
This ole house is awful dirty, this ole house is such a mess (no, wait, that ain't the Beatles.. that's what my mom would sing when she cleaned. Dirt. Here, there and everywhere.
Kansas City, hey hey hey hey, no, wait.. Topeka, going to Topeka to pu grandson. The long and winding road of I-70. I could go the backroads, the Magical Mystery tour thru Lawrence... nah, stinks over there.
Proud'a your blog ain'tya Victor? Well, dunno about Proud. I enjoy it, but, I don't wanna be a paperback writer... This boy just gonna blog. Keep stuff light.
Been thinkin'. Gonna quit dating. You're gonna lose that girl Victor. Nah, you've got to hide your love away. Too independent now, can't do the "You really got a hold on me" thing. Get back. Get back watchin' sports, golfing, Sudoku, you know, like Yesterday. She's a woman, tain't worked real longterm yet, even Sexy Sadie, lady Madonna, Maggie Mae, them. I'm a real nowhere man.
I saw her standing there. They're everywhere.. Here, there, and everywhere. If I fell.............. nah. I feel fine, but... Helter skelter.. I'm a loser.
Now the weather is better, I'm working at the golf course. I have to admit it's getting better. Good day sunshine, thank$. I don't wanna work Eight Days a Week, two is fine. Don't like nights, day trippin' better. Can't buy me love. Victor, I think that's illegal anyways.
Doctor Robert. I've got an itchy itchy rash. Don't bother me. Eh, all good, probably just a hard days night.
Quick nap. I'm only sleeping. I'm so tired. It won't be long. WOAH, bad dream. Maxwell's Silver Hammer. Ran into the yard. Octopus's Garden, Yellow submarine. Lucy in the sky with diamonds, then, I knew I was dreaming. Nowhere man. Ooops, forgot about the hole in the skivvies, please Mr. Postman, forgive me.
Sorry, kinda. Didn't feel like blogging. HEY, you've got hide your blog away... from time to time.
Off to Topeka. Hello, goodbye. Lemme see, GPS says "In a half mile, use the right lane to turn right on Penny Lane. I'm only sleeping. Drive my car. VICTOR, IT AIN'T A WAYMO! Oh, sorry. I'll follow the sun. It won't be long. DRATS, outta washer fluid. Damn Blackbird.
The fool on the hill. I BEG your pardon? Kansas ain't gots no hills. Foothills out by them Mercedes fans, there ain't no real hills.
Good night. Just gonna pullover for forty winks..... knock knock.. LOVELY RITA? The hell you doing here? It's the Service area, ain't no parking meters. Money, that's what I want. OH! Onea them lizards eh? Ahm, no thanks. No ticket to ride today, sorry. We can work it out. I want to hold your.......SORRY!!!! Can't. Mebbe when I was sixty-four.
She came in through the passenger side window. Oh Darling! I pushed her out. You're gonna lose that girl. I don't care, I gotta get to Topeka, pu my grandson. Gotta roll. Run for your life. Wowser, magical mystery tour.
You win, I'll stop. But, don't blame me, you knew I was crazy when you started reading. Bye.
Love, Victurd
PS, i love you
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