June 18, 2006

• Frump Dump

  • GodDAMM this moodiness of mine, and a POX on the frumps!  I swear.....I should change my name to Upson Downs. 
     
      (When the frumps visit me, I tend to stay away from other people, which probably just prolongs the agony.  But I can’t even stand myself, so why subject friends & family to such an irascible persona?)

  • Talked/conned a good Samaritan into cutting the downed tree limb into manageable pieces, but two days later, another huge limb promptly dropped from the sky.  It’s smaller though....perhaps I can drag it to the burn pile. 

      (Sorry Wissh, despite your encouragement I am still a big bucking chicken when it comes to chain saws.  I did see something that Black & Decker makes though -- I think they call it an Alligator.  It looks like it might prevent former urban bohemians like me from cutting any human limbs off, so perhaps I’ll invest in one of those......)

  • The Weed Whacker parts that I ordered arrived, but whacking will have to wait.  If I attempt to use machinery while in the throes of the frumps, I tend to hurt myself.  Not to mention swearing like a Marine.

  • I really NEED XM Satellite Radio, but only on Wednesdays at 10 a.m.  That’s when Dylan is DJ-ing “Theme Radio Hour.”  But gawd, the thoughts of PAYING for radio are anathema to me.  It’ll turn out to be just like cable TV -- $xx.xx per month and nothing on.  Except Dylan on Wednesdays.

  • The birds went through 40 pounds of seed last week -- avian baby season is upon us -- so I stocked up & bought 80 pounds just to keep from having to go to the bird seed store for a couple weeks.  Heavy stuff, bird seed.

  • Wonder why new grass grows faster than old grass?

  • The county clerk's staff finally returned from the CON-frence, so the car titles got transferred successfully.  It only took 2 hours & 13 minutes of trekking back & forth between departments at the courthouse......departments which are across the street from one another, mind you.  Oh yeah.....and about 4 Excedrin.

  • Safe deposit box remains in limbo until whenever I can kick myself out of this frump.  See above regarding swearing like a Marine.

  • Does anyone drive a Pontiac Vibe or a PT Cruiser?  I think I need one or the other, but would like to get some input first from current owners.  No hurry though --  I can’t go around making major decisions until the frumps depart.

  • Watched a show about the 60s yesterday.  It all looks so different when looking back.  Not like I remember it at all.  How could so many of us have sold out?  Here we are all these years later and have we learned anything?  Are we giving peace a chance?  As they say here in the south -- Hail NO!  (“Hail” is suthern for “Hell.”)  And Shee-itt, FAR!  (“Far” is suthern for “Fire.”)  It ain't worse I don't guess, but it ain't better, either.  We may as well have Nixon in the White House again. 

  • Later, I caught parts of another show featuring McNamera.  Or however you spell that evil lying jerk’s name.  Old interviews with the rat bastard.  Whut a total waste of air time.  And those dreadful teeth of his!  Eeeew.  No surprise there though -- one wouldn’t expect Beelzebub to have nice teeth, would one?

  • The old upright freezer in the garage coughed up its last breath of cold air and died.....taking a bunch of food with it.  Stink, stank, stunk.  And yuckarutchie, too.  But I did remember to thank GAWD for Clorox.

  •  Happy Father’s Day, Pop!  Yep, I can see you peeking through that cloud at me and hear you telling me these frumps shall pass.  Fortunately I still remember ALL the wisdom you imparted over the years.  It was and is invaluable as hell!  And I love you.

  •  Also Happy Father’s Day to the following Dads:  (1) Amazing Grace & IamLuke’s; (2) Aidan the Pensive’s; (3) Miss Madison, Bubby & Sissy’s; and (4) Genevieve the Charmer’s.

  • More to come on an unfrumpy day.  Over and out. 

  • 2:35 pm
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