Well, Olde Christmas is over ~ the tree 'n decorations are down (outside lites are still up but that ain't the purview o' Millyrose)…ever'things in storage for another year, assuming of course, that another Mayan calendar event dudn't come along 'n mess things up for us all…
The sappy Christmas movies are over with (Thank the Lord) 'n there's snow on the Sierra with the promise of more t'come which should make the mountain folk happy…'n it's a good thing for us flatlanders also 'cuz we needs the water, 'specially since, by almost all accounts, Global Warming is upon us 'n we're facing drought 'n pestilence 'n…wait a minnit, is this just another Mayan end of the world thing?...
Al Goracle sold out to Al Jezeera (a quasi news organization that promotes 'n celebrates Muslim Terrorism) 'n is funded by Arab BIG OIL which Mr. Goracle has derided over the years because of their evil oil money but now that he seems to have got his share of the profits has….well, I find it increasingly difficult to keep up with this game of musical chairs so popular with the liberal elite…
Me 'n da boyz went wandering thru the Village this morn…they were invited into a beauty parlor (salon?…don't mean t'be disrespectful to the ladies but what in hell do they call these places t'day?)…anyway, da boyz got some treats 'n got petted 'n cooed over…I like dogs but I almost never get down on the floor with 'em 'n let 'em lick my face as so many of the ladies do…it ain't no wonder that they say dogs like women more'n they do men 'n I, for one, don't blame 'em a bit….
They're doing a total remodel job on the olde movie house (did I mention that it's a quonset hut ~ I wonder how many quonsets are still in use across the USA)…then we wandered acros't the street to The Stockman…just the greatest watering-hole in the world in Ol Fair Oaks 'n had a short talk with the doorman (really a bouncer but you can't call him that becuz you have to have a license t'be a bouncer in California 'n that requires money 'n training)…He wuz grousing a bit about all the "Civic Improvements"…he said he preferred dirt streets 'n no streetlights…(there ain't really any dirt streets left in Fair Oaks, just a couple that are poorly blacktopped)…we durn near had a quorum there on the sidewalk 'n we all agreed that we didn't want the Village Enhancment Committee on our streets….ah well, I guess we could start an Anti-Progress Committes…APC for the headache of progress….
"If the opposite of 'pro' is 'con' does that mean that congess is the opposite of progress??"
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