Gut Rumbles
 

November 17, 2003

Yeah, still awake

That etched-in-stone 9:30 PM bedtime I lived with for so long has gone by the wayside lately. I am learning to stay up late at night and sleep late in the morning again. I kinda like it.

When I got back home from Blood Mountain, all my digital clocks in the house were blinking 12:00. Obviously, a power outage occurred while I was away. Know what? Every one of those clocks is STILL blinking 12:00. I have not reset a one. I don't intend to, either. I don't need to know what time it is anymore. In fact, I might dig a hole in the back yard and bury every one of those fuckers.

I ate Chinese food today after I watched the Atlanta Falcons piss away another football game. I stayed away from the egg-drop soup this time and ate something called "The Happy Family." It's enough food to feed a happy family, so I have a go-box full in the refrigerator now to finish tomorrow. I ordered it just because I saw the irony in the name of the meal.

I saw an incredibly beautiful woman while I was in the restaurant. She wasn't one of the Asian waitresses that I always find so attractive. She was obviously Hispanic, with long, dark hair and olive skin. I stopped with a shrimp halfway to my mouth to watch her walk by. Damn! That was one good-looking woman.

Yeah, I know that I'm a pervert, but I couldn't help wondering what she would look like nekkid, with that black hair and dark skin pressed on clean, white sheets in my bed. ZING! I went off into fantasy land for a moment.

I came back to earth shortly thereafter and continued eating my meal. But I hope that I dream about her tonight.

Comments

Sweet dreams are made of this.....

Posted by: wanda on November 17, 2003 12:26 AM

... and for all this time, you have been in my fantasies, day and night. Well, I do have the long hair...

Posted by: Lady Mae on November 17, 2003 08:41 AM

We seem to always been on the same wave length. After the Hog game on Sat I dropped by the Bed and Beyond and for some strong sense of intuition I bought a set of White Sheets. I haven't slept on white sheets since the 60's. Of course you already know that I have long hair and well the dark skin... I have my own tanning bed. Only use it once a week.I've got to stop this flirting with you. I'm beginning to feel like one of those Batcheloretes with Bob or on Joe Millaionaire. Will I ever get that Rose of pendant? Preferably Roses and music. If I don't get a bite soon I guess I'm going to have to go fishing in another stream. "Time is but a stream we go a fishing in"

Posted by: Lexia on November 17, 2003 12:58 PM

It's not all lies - not all of it. That's the age-old dilemma.

Posted by: Wilson Julie on January 8, 2004 09:07 PM

In this grand B movie we call life, there is always a girl.

Posted by: Graber Janet on March 16, 2004 06:37 PM

Underestimation is a two-way street.

Posted by: Rahman Sabrina on April 28, 2004 06:08 AM

Without hope, the rest is nothing.

Posted by: LaPierre George on May 19, 2004 10:05 AM

Some things cannot be taught, only discovered.

Posted by: Samuels Michele on May 20, 2004 12:09 AM
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