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02/01 Direct Link
Tomorrow is my favorite day of the year. Okay, it's just another day but I really liked that movie named after the day. That's a good one, eh? I don't know about you, but that's the way it is. I remember last year when I went there. And the year before. I stopped going. That's a good thing. There's more at the door. There's more. You knew I was going there. I'll go back again. That's the only way to maintain a decent distance. You can do it. I know you have it in you. You are a little wood.
02/02 Direct Link
This Groundhog Day, for the first time in over 100 years the groundhog didn't see his shadow, thereby forecasting an early spring. It's funny that people will accept weather prognostications from a rodent but will not accept scientists telling them they're experiencing climate change. That's a good one, eh? I'm in a mood. And it will reappear tomorrow and the day after and the day after. That was the premise of the movie. I need to watch it again. Bill Murray is so good. Meanwhile, I have to get busy. It's time to do something. Have a nice day, eh?
02/03 Direct Link
I didn't go to work today because I wasn't feeling 100%. I laid in bed the entire day. At the end of the day, I was feeling mashed but somehow better. I ate very lightly ending the day with a can of chicken noodle soup. It was a lost day. Sometimes it's good to have those days. I watched a little TV and slept a little. The rest was just fluffiness. Tomorrow is going to be a wonderful day. Actually, today was a wonderful day too. Ricki asked me to take a cruise with her. I'm thinking about it. Wow.
02/04 Direct Link
I'm getting over a cold. I told myself that I wasn't going to make a big deal of it. But it exploded this week and I was forced to admit that I'm sick. I'm definitely getting over it already. The cough is amazing and I'm kind of shocked at how full my nose is with phlegm. Mucus is not a pleasant subject. I'm glad it's coming to an end. There's a lot going on. This weekend is the Super Bowl and Mardi Gras begins next week. I wonder if we get a holiday for Presidents Day. That would be awesome!
02/05 Direct Link
Easy come and easy go. I lost my 100 words I had written for Friday. So here I am writing all over again. It was a TGIF kind of day. Nothing much happened. I'm fighting this cold and it will soon be gone. The beat goes on and the pace quickens. I haven't been taking pictures like I used to. I really got out of it. It's been raining and cold. That's what does it to me every time. It's when the weather changes. Everything's relative. We're going to have lows in the 40s after having highs in the 80s!
02/06 Direct Link
LHM, and I don't mean left handed Mary. I mean Lord Have Mercy! What have I done? Or more to the point, what have I not done. It's already February 18 and I'm writing for February 6? I have been bad this month. It's like I split the month in half and decided that I'm going to write half a month's worth all at once. That's just cray. That's like 1300 words all at once. That's a lot of words. Them there's too many words. I am sleepy suddenly. I guess I'll just write these words a bit slower, eh?
02/07 Direct Link
Sunday is such a wonderful day for me. In the past, it meant that I would do nothing. These days, there seems to be so much to do. And it all has to do with this crazy house. I guess all those years of doing nothing (or something outside) means that I have to spend a few Sundays at home clearing things out. Move this stuff out, We've got to clean this place up so we can sell it and move along. The time has come. I've said it before and I'll say it again. We gots to move on!
02/08 Direct Link
The year keeps on going by. It's slipping into the future. Suddenly, I'm craving a falafel. What's that all about? Why did I suddenly think of eating? I didn't really have a legitimate dinner last night. All I had was a tuna sandwich. You can tune a piano, but you can't tune a fish. Tuna fish sandwich for dinner. The funniest part of that story is that I have gluten free bread and I used regular bread. Go know. Who can say? Why do I do the things I do? It's just cray. That's why I write each day, eh?
02/09 Direct Link
The Internet connection was off and now it's back. It's fickle that way. Sometimes I wonder if it's the Apple product that I use to be wireless. It's been replaced once. I've been on DSL since 1999. Now they want me to switch over to Uverse. It's a higher speed. I should do it just so I can get reliable service. I've become accustomed to crappy service. They are gouging me and it's not nice. I need to get on to the new thing and pay less. That's the ticket. It's what all the young people are doing. I will.
02/10 Direct Link
Morning has broken like the first morning. It's morning in America. That means wake up and smell the coffee. It's time to put on those big panties and get busy. I would like a green vegan breakfast please, followed by a lovely lunch and a fine dinner. What's wrong with a few nuts in between? Those nuts are a new part of my plan. I need more nuts. They are high in protein. Go figure. And they're all creamy! I like a vegan diet but give me some meat. I need a juicy steak! What's that juice? Is it blood?
02/11 Direct Link
It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood. Won't you be my neighbor? Buts stink. Butts stink. I was watching a Drive Time commercial while writing. That's not a good thing. I only have 100 words to write down my feelings today. I'm feeling fine. It's a good day. Today is the first day of the rest of my life. It's not a bad time to be alive. What's next? Uh oh, is it really six feet under? Well, that won't be me. No way. I'm going to burn, baby, burn. That's a fact. It's okay. I like that idea, yeah.
02/12 Direct Link
Ask me how to be a recess troll. I like Friday because I don't have to work. It's a good day to start over. It's the end of the week? Or the beginng? I can't remember. Whatever, it's a good day to be a troll. I've been called a nudnik before too. Obvious troll is obvious. You want to do that in real life? IRL, baby! That's what it's all about. Rick Scott is a bad man. I had to write that. Ain't nothing but a governmental thing. I'm glad I don't live in that podunk town, Tallahassee. That's right!
02/13 Direct Link
This is a leap year so that means this month has 29 days and we elect a new president. Every four years, just like clock work. There's a good expression. Clock work never stops. It's ceaseless. It's a thing. Go girlfriend. You can do it. I'm almost there. Soon it will be time. I've become very fatalistic. It's inevitable that when you get to a certain point in your life, you have to think what life is going to be like after you're not living any more. That's right. What happens when you're not around? Things go on the same!
02/14 Direct Link
Happy VD. Writing here is surely a leap of faith. Those folks who don't update the front page are humorous. They got our words right here. Will they exist for all eternity? I could do a search for 100 words and will it come up? I don't know but I like the idea of 100 words exactly. I just sit here and write those silly words. That's all it takes. It's just me writing whatever pops into my large head. Will there be any sprinkles today? Isn't that fucking cute? I wrote that. Oh well, there it goes once again.
02/15 Direct Link
Happy birthday to my darling older brother who is not even here to celebrate his birthday. It's hard to believe that he's been gone for 16 years. That's a mighty long time. It makes me wonder how long he went away before I heard from him again. He was sending esoteric post cards just to let me know that he was still around. Then one day, he got really sick. The Big Casino. In less than six months, he was gone. He left behind a widow and four children. It wasn't easy. We all got through it. We miss him.
02/16 Direct Link
Tuesday is just a day to be. I like Tuesday. There will be another one in seven days. Go figure. Go know. What am I going to do? I was going to go to a wedding in Lawrence, but it's not really feasible so I'm just sending a present from the registry. I didn't even try. I have jury duty coming up. I have to fish out those papers from the maw and send them to the boss so she knows what the official dates are. I'm going to love it if I get selected. I hope so. Go feds!
02/17 Direct Link
His Royal Smallness always liked to claim 17 as his lucky number. I never went that far. I'm superstitious in an offbeat sort of way. I don't acknowledge my beliefs because they're so wishy washy. That's what's wrong here. I need to get some firm beliefs. So what was the topic du jour? I was going to write about superstitions. I don't know why except that I started out writing about 17, so that must have been it. Back in the early 90s, I tried to make money by being a phone psychic. It was comical. It involved tarot cards.
02/18 Direct Link
I'm simply amazed at the relentless march of time. The days just flow into one another. I'm truly blessed that I can do things the way I do. I just need to get a better self esteem. It's way too late for that shit. What can I do to reinvent myself at this stage of my life? I'm not a spring chicken. I've been around for almost six decades. That has to count for something. N'est-ce pas? Yes, I nest-ce! Well, that's the whole story. I'm amazed. That's over with. Now, what comes next. It's time to eat!
02/19 Direct Link
I wrote a beautiful 100 words about nothing and then lost it all. I lost my words. They were beautiful and now they're gone. I'm supposed to be writing meaty beautiful things. I can't do it. I just write about mundane things. My life is mundane. So that's what I write about - mundane things. That's the way it is. I'm going to get these words into the posterity image. The sterling trap is set. I'm losing it quickly. There's a hole in the bottom of the sea. I remember being there last week. That was allergic. Isn't that funny, what?
02/20 Direct Link
Soon it will be Valentine's Day. Oh yeah, we just had that one. What's up next? I think it's Easter and Passover. Soon it will be time to light the candles again. A new week begins and an old one goes away. I like changing weeks on Friday night. I have forgotten whether it marks the beginning of a new week or commemorates the end of another. I think it's a celebration of a new week. Here we go again. Time to lather, rinse and repeat. I will be right back. Tomorrow is another day. Soon it will be Christmas!
02/21 Direct Link
Sunday is a good day to do nothing. I've written that before and I believe it again. Everyone needs something to believe in and I believe. It's back to the future. Time keeps on slipping into the future. It's all coming back to me. One moment, an operator will be with you shortly. Do you have any sauce to go on that? If you think that it needs to be covered with sauce, that's a good idea. There's more at the door. Why would you do this to yourself? It's okay. You know what you want. I believe you will.
02/22 Direct Link
Sunday is a good day to do nothing. I've written that before and I believe it again. Everyone needs something to believe in and I believe. It's back to the future. Time keeps on slipping into the future. It's all coming back to me. One moment, an operator will be with you shortly. Do you have any sauce to go on that? If you think that it needs to be covered with sauce, that's a good idea. There's more at the door. Why would you do this to yourself? It's okay. You know what you want. I believe you will.
02/23 Direct Link
Sunday is a good day to do nothing. I've written that before and I believe it again. Everyone needs something to believe in and I believe. It's back to the future. Time keeps on slipping into the future. It's all coming back to me. One moment, an operator will be with you shortly. Do you have any sauce to go on that? If you think that it needs to be covered with sauce, that's a good idea. There's more at the door. Why would you do this to yourself? It's okay. You know what you want. I believe you will.
02/24 Direct Link
Sunday is a good day to do nothing. I've written that before and I believe it again. Everyone needs something to believe in and I believe. It's back to the future. Time keeps on slipping into the future. It's all coming back to me. One moment, an operator will be with you shortly. Do you have any sauce to go on that? If you think that it needs to be covered with sauce, that's a good idea. There's more at the door. Why would you do this to yourself? It's okay. You know what you want. I believe you will.
02/25 Direct Link
Sunday is a good day to do nothing. I've written that before and I believe it again. Everyone needs something to believe in and I believe. It's back to the future. Time keeps on slipping into the future. It's all coming back to me. One moment, an operator will be with you shortly. Do you have any sauce to go on that? If you think that it needs to be covered with sauce, that's a good idea. There's more at the door. Why would you do this to yourself? It's okay. You know what you want. I believe you will.
02/26 Direct Link
Sunday is a good day to do nothing. I've written that before and I believe it again. Everyone needs something to believe in and I believe. It's back to the future. Time keeps on slipping into the future. It's all coming back to me. One moment, an operator will be with you shortly. Do you have any sauce to go on that? If you think that it needs to be covered with sauce, that's a good idea. There's more at the door. Why would you do this to yourself? It's okay. You know what you want. I believe you will.
02/27 Direct Link
Gotta wrap it up. And did you check those copyright words? I couldn't care less to the point of saying I could care less. Could I care less? Probably not, which means I couldn't care less. I'm so low it looks like up to me. Been down so long it looks like up to me. Are you getting this? Please bring your pad and pen with you next time so you can catch these words of wisdom. They're pearls you know. Pearls, I tell you. And what are pearls but some ocean going irritant? That's really charming, I'd say. True.
02/28 Direct Link
Here we go. Another one bites the dust. Two months down, 10 to go. Soon it will be Christmas Day. City sidewalks, busy sidewalks filled with holiday cheer. Except now, it's all about some fucking bunny. How the hell did a gruesome holiday from the Holy Roman Empire come to be symbolized by bunnies and eggs. There's something going on here. It's all very Ishtar. I wonder as I wander. Come back, we're not going anywhere (yet). You know what has to be done. Tear down that building and put something much larger in its place. It's the American way!
02/29 Direct Link
Here we go. Another one bites the dust. Two months down, 10 to go. Soon it will be Christmas Day. City sidewalks, busy sidewalks filled with holiday cheer. Except now, it's all about some fucking bunny. How the hell did a gruesome holiday from the Holy Roman Empire come to be symbolized by bunnies and eggs. There's something going on here. It's all very Ishtar. I wonder as I wander. Come back, we're not going anywhere (yet). You know what has to be done. Tear down that building and put something much larger in its place. It's the American way!