Some Sunday Sinks

Fall is sure a showing and winter is sure a coming. Stupid snow is about to come here, supposedly. That ought to be loads of fun. Cold is fine. Snow isn't. Unless you can sit indoors and watch it and never go anywhere until it melts. Then I'm with you. Anyway, on with some more sinks to see what sinks in as we drive along.

Well, I guess that was a short trip that way. Time to turn around. Wait! It fell in the woods. I wasn't there to hear it. Did it make a sound? If you are pfffft-ing like the cat, then the cat gives you props. Isn't that so dumb? Of course it made a sound. Unless some sound-sucking demon rises up from the underworld, it made a damn sound. That's like me telling you I took a leak and you asking if anything came out. You weren't there to see it, so did it really come out? Pfffft. Okay, turning around now.

I guess it's lunch time. But these ones have feathers. The cat is too domesticated for that. Yeah, we already proved that much to my dislike. Do I have a point here? Not really. I just thought you'd like to see the chickens and discuss which came first. Hey, it's better than the stupid tree and sound thing.

And look what we have here. A top-notch douchebag. What makes one think they are so privileged that they can take up two parking spots? There are occasions when you might have to take up a little of a second, as people can't park great, you can't park great, etc., BUT to just pull into two wide open ones and park right in the middle? REALLY? And then to walk off like your crap don't stink. Right. Top-notch douchebag is putting it lightly. Yep. I watched the whole thing. SHE, it was a she, drove right in and parked it right there and then strolled off. Maybe that tree will fall on her car. Then there would be lots of sounds.

If good fences make good neighbors, does it still count when you can see through said fence and the dog can stretch up to the top of said fence? Does good barking make good neighbors? Does me barking as I go by causing it to bark further make good neighbors? Would that make me what my grandmother calls me, a little asshole? Maybe a shit disturber? You know, both of those are rather dirty when you really think about them. Who'd want to disturb it? I think we may need a better fence.

We have now reached a fork in the road. We have no signal because it is way way way out in the woods. We have never been here before and don't know which one we need to get to where we want to go. So which one do we take? Which one would you take? Would you turn around and go back to the safety of what you know? Would you drive on through until you got to the end of one? Just to note, driving 3 KM down a road that ends and has nowhere to turn is soooo fun. Gets even better when you have to back 3 KM all the way out.

And this is why we don't leave the house. Not even for a mouse.
"For once I agree with your rhyming ass."
Did anything sink in today? Do you pffft at the tree thing? Seen any stupid parking lately? Would you ever park like that on purpose? Get accosted by chickens lately? Got any good fences where you are at? What? Yes. I bark back at the dogs. Hey, I have to get some enjoyment out of the work day. Ready for snow? Have you ever come to any literal forks in the road? Who'd want to throw away cutlery? What? I said literal. See? Always making things sink in. Now we are done with this spin. I'll go back to sleeping with Cass and resting my little rhyming ass.
Let things sink and begin to think.
Published on November 09, 2019 20:00
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