When life on the run has another meaning.....

“Have you ever been bitten by a dead bee?”  Eddie (To Have ’n Have Not)

So yest’iday was warmish ’n just a bit on the humid side ‘cuz of all the rain comin’ out of the south….’course, all the rain wuz really up on the high sierra ’n entailed a number of thunderstorms with the requisite lightening strikes ’n brought absolutely no water to northern California which no matter what the durn politicians tell ever’body ain’t got enuff water for the ‘hull darn state of California…I’m thinkin’ that there ain’t enuff water in the ‘hull darn southwest to satisfy southern California which has prob’ly the largest ’n greediest bunch of slackers in the western world…

Anyhow, that’s just me venting a bit ’n got nuthin’ much to do with what transpired yest’iday….what I did wuz go out early in the morn, fire up the leaf blower (electric), get out my trusty rake ’n hard plastic shovel ’n fill five big ol garbage cans, it being green pickup day t’day….worked up a sweat at it too….generally speaking, it’s so arid around here that it’s difficult to work up a sweat unless you’re young ’n ackshully trying which I ain’t that young ’n I definitely ain’t tried to work up a sweat for more’n several years now…anyhow I took a lunch break ’n then afterward finished up around 2 or 3 o’clock, took a cold shower ’n drank a couple dos Equis ’n patted m’self on the back for a job almost well done….

But the self congratulatory stuff wuz a little bit premature…we (Millyrose ’n me ’n Dave ’n Kris) went to dinner at Carmelita’s where I passed on another dos Equis ’n had a tall glass of ice water instead, picked at my chicken tamale ’n beans ’n rice ’n came home where I decided to spend the evening with alternate bouts of diarrhea ’n vomiting…

So, I did’t really get bitten by a dead bee, what I did wuz stay too long at the party, not drink enuff water, compound that error by pouring a couple beers into m’self ’n otherwise ruining what had started out t’be a relatively nice evening with fam’ly, opting instead for a relationship with that old standby, the porcelain bowl….

Kermit the frog says, “Life might be fun when you’re having flies but don’t forget the consequences of otherwise…..”  (I kind’a adlibbed on part of that quote)