Castor Oil...sickeningly good

Wednesday, August 05, 2009


I've been thinking a lot about dead friends lately, two in particular. One named Jimmie, one named John, and how they were quite the same at certain points in their lives until the fork in the road came up and one went thisaway and the other went thataway.

I'm trying to go thataway.

If this sounds morbid it really is not, the subject just happens to be relevant to much of the mumbo and the jumbo floating round and round the noggin.

On a wholly positive note my fish in the yard pond had babies, (lots of fish is like the octomom only smarter), and three of my tadpoles grew into hopping bopping cool little green frogs. I just tell them that I'm God and they should pray to me for I created their world. 99% sure the message is getting through.