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September 21, 2003the weatherThe sky has been overcast all day today. Last week was a beauty, with eye-busting azure skies, low humidity and highs in the lower 80s. I felt the first breath of fall in the air when I went to work in the mornings. I love it when the summer blast-furnace creeps away and cooler weather slips in behind. It's still hot, but not at all like it was for the past four months. My lawn is beginning to look like a legitimate lawn. I spread $130 worth of centipede grass seed out there when I first moved in and nothing but weeds grew, no matter how long I ran the sprinklers. We got a lot of rain this year, and that unnoticed grass seed really took off. I have genuine grass growing all over the place now. It looks good. The nights are dipping into the 60s and I'm starting to plan a camping trip. Jennifer from across the street wants to go with me. She is Jack's mama and she likes to fish. I told her last weekend that she is welcome if she wants to go with me and the boys. I have a tent that sleeps four, and it might be fun to put a little estrogen into the mix. Maybe I can charm her britches off, too. There I go, thinking dirty again. EXCUSE ME! But she ain't a bad-looking woman. I really enjoy camping. I am one hell of a campfire cook and I make delicious meals over open flames. I also like to play my guitar and sing around the fire at night. I like to tell scary stories, too, when the moon is high and the woods are dark. I usually have the boys trembling in their boots by the time I am finished with one of my tales. I just make the stories up as I go, but the boys LOVE having the shit scared out of them, and I make up some pretty impressive crap. I surprise myself sometimes. Quinton has crawled into MY sleeping bag more than once at night after hearing a good horror story. The BC once suggested that I write children's books because I am so good at telling stories that kids like to hear. I may do that some day. But I'm not certain that "The Man With the Crazy Eyes," "The Monster From the Bottom of the Lake," or "What Was That In the Woods?" will really attract a lot of publishers. Little kids like those stories. I know. Wouldn't it be a hoot to see Acidman writing books for childern?
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The immediacy. The kookiness. Halloween evening ambiance . A couple guitar interludes. Just a thought. Posted by: Nela on September 21, 2003 03:27 PMHell yes you should. SOMEthing has got to de-poison the minds of our kids while the short-bus riding lefty asswit teachers try to turn them all into flaming hippies. Posted by: Mr. Lion on September 21, 2003 03:42 PMForget the childrens book. How about a romance novel, sex manual, or a book about a 101 ways to satisfy your lover. You could make a small fortune. Posted by: becky on September 21, 2003 03:45 PMSee Roscoe. See Roscoe rise. See Roscoe get stiff. I think you'd be arrested. Hey Rob - If Madonna can do it, why not the Acidman? I know I'd buy it. Best, Terry Reynolds Posted by: Terry Reynolds on September 21, 2003 07:42 PMThey said Shel Silverstein couldn't write books for kids. He did. I would bet that you could too. Posted by: Jim Thomas on September 21, 2003 08:40 PMTrust me on this -- those are EXACTLY the book titles that would be the most requested at our house, ever since someone discovered ghost stories. Posted by: Ally on September 22, 2003 12:22 AMOy. Acidman writing kids' books: Why you should never get married, Billy Yeah, a whole bunch of best-sellers there. Well, I'd buy them. Posted by: Kim du Toit on September 22, 2003 12:43 AMI can't see a thing wrong with those titles. I suggest "Monster on the stairs", from a game I used to play with my daughter and her friends. Posted by: Daniel Day on September 22, 2003 10:58 AMDSL Angebot Die supergünstigen DSL Tarife im Überblick. Finden Sie den richtigen Tarif für Ihre Surf-Gewohnheiten. Viel nützliche Extras! Cool article!!! Posted by: polifoniczne dzwonki on April 2, 2004 05:09 AMCool article!!! mê¿czyznami dziewczyny uk³adanki dzwonki dzwonki polifoniczne nokia |