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What is it? It's a new month. Rabbit rabbit baby. I'm going to write all about the merry month of June. No that was last month. Was it merry? It sure was Mary! I don't know what that means but it is getting words down is all that counts. I have my mind on my money and my money on my mind. It's all about the rest of the world. I am trying. That's all there is. Did you know that soon it will be Xmas Day? Well, in about six months or so! That's a good one, eh? Bazinga.
Oh lard have merry I wonder what became of 100 words. No one seems to be minding the store. How many folks write here on a daily basis? What difference does that make? Why am I writing these words of wisdom? Do you read these and wonder the same thing? What the hell is going on here? Why is this a box filled with question marks? I don't know! There's an exclamation mark and here comes another one! I am writing and saying nothing. That's not easy, you know? Did you know? I'm back to the questions? What's wrong here?
It's Friday Friday, gotta get down on Friday. I saw that girl on TV the other day and she is still a teenager! Go figure. It's hard to believe that there are folks born in the 2000s who are coming of age. They are sweet 16 this year. It's a hard knock life. That's why when I say the year I was born I was it were my age! That's a good one. It's amazing that I was around in the 50s. Here it is the 21st century and I'm still here. Who knew? That's the way of the world.
Saturday is a good time to get creative with my time. I don't have any agenda. It's traditionally been my day. I can do whatever I please but I end up doing nothing. I go shopping. I take a nap. Those are not very exciting things to be doing. But that's the way it is. I am not a very exciting person after all. I never meant to be. I'm happy just cruising through the slow lane. Why do I have to live in the fast lane? I'm not a fast lane kind of guy. That's why I'm still here!
Slow and steady wins the race every time. I am in the mood for a juicy hamburg. I like the ground up animals. I'm supposed to be going whole food plant based, but I love the meat too much. It would be a good thing, but I can't get habituated. There's a lot to that word - habituated. Life is a habit. There's something poetic about that, n'est-ce pas? Life is how you say, I don't know? That's a good one. Soon it will be Xmas day. Well, in about six months or so. That's a good one, dude. Yeah.
Don't get all up in my grill. I got a good one for you. That's a real knee slapper. I have to get going. It's okay, I must be off. That's a good one. Here comes another. That's the way I like it. Come here you lovely thing. That's the third one in a row. Come down the road. I don't know where you're going, but follow me. Here it goes again. That's the way I like it. Please hold one moment. An operator will be with you shortly. Would you like fries with that? What will you be having?
Here comes the sun. I would like a fresh brewed cup of coffee. That's delicious. I wonder if I should put a non dairy product into it or follow the herd and drink milk from the cow. Moo baby moo. That's burning me up. I'm glad that coffee place opened right when they made the move far away. That's where they should be. Stay in the suburbs where you belong! That's what they were made for, people like you. Just go live your boring suburban life and we'll live our boring urban life. That's the way it's supposed to be!
June 8 means that there are a lot of days already gone this year. If this is day 160, that means there are 206 days until New Year's Eve. Soon it will be Christmas Day, but that comes before. It's all going to work. It's all about the relentless march of time. It just takes a licking and keeps on ticking. My stomach just growled so loudly that I thought someone was talking. What is that all about? I ate a good dinner, or did I? I had some quick soup from wontons and frozen vegetables with some lime juice.
I never thought about it before but this could very easily become my food diary. I start every single day the exact same way, with oatmeal. Sometimes I get bananas with the raisins and lately I've been finishing a bag of frozen wild blueberries. I just read recently that frozen berries are actually more nutritious than fresh because they're frozen at their peak whereas "fresh" berries can be weeks old and have lost a lot of their nutritional value. There is a lot to be said for frozen foods. I have become a big fan lately. I like frozen food.
Once again, it's Friday. I like to do crazy things on Friday because I don't have to work. I was going to go to the kosher bakery in the hipster part of town but I decided to just make myself an egg sandwich. I'm trying very hard to stop eating eggs and dairy and meat and fish. In other words, I'm wishing I were vegan. It's not that hard. It requires a commitment, but I'm not doing it. I'm not walking either. I'm not doing a lot of things. But things are coming to a change. I feel the wind.
Today is a good day to just lay in bed and do nothing. But I've been doing that a lot lately. Isn't she lovely? Isn't she wonderful? Who is she? I don't know. They're just words that I was writing to fill up the 100 I am socially tasked to do. It's a social tasking web site. I'm writing 100 words on a daily basis. It's a good thing. I wonder as I wander. It's all going to be okay. That's the way of the world. It's all going to okay. I know. I have seen the future and oops.
Sunday and I don't have to go to work tomorrow means that it's almost like Saturday. That's a good one. It's a Sunday but not working tomorrow will make it feel like one more weekend day. It's a good thing. I'm already thinking about doing nothing tomorrow. Today is a good day to do nothing too. I'm in a do nothing kind of mood. I go grocery shopping because we have to eat. I'm trying to buy more vegetables but I think I'm going to be the only one eating them. My roommates are having a vegetable revolution. Go veg!
Does Monday 13th have any significance? I don't think so. It's just the 13th day of the month. That's the way it is. I hope that they're going to be okay. It's all about pretending. I think that's the way it's going to be. Do you know the truth? The truth is right in front of your face. I think that it's going to be okay. I don't know why I'm writing this but that's the way it is. Soon it will be July 4th. I feel a vacation coming on. It's time to get away. Let's hit the road!
It's already the middle of the month of June. Here come the mosquitoes and heat and humidity and whoopsie, it's raining again. That's the way of the world. Wait, it just stopped raining. Was that thunder I just heard? Uh oh, here it comes again! Then the beat can go on. Just a moment, there's a mosquito in the room and I have to get rid of it. Wait, you never paid for that? Everything is anything. I don't like Mondays. Oh, but it's Tuesday. I'm just beginning to see. Now I'm on my way. It doesn't matter to me.
Beware the Ides of June. That's a good one. That's rich. I'm going to do this. It's going to be okay. I just have to write and make no sense. Stop making sense. I didn't want to love you but you made me do it. There's an itch that I have to scratch. One minute, I can't reach. Where's that back scratcher? I don't like your attitude. What's the difference with the rest of the equation. That's so gross. Put me down. Then come the residuals. Give me some fertilizer and then step back and watch the progress. Hey man.
When multiple days loom, I just pretend that it's a 750 word thing and I go to town. It's just another day. It's a lot like lather rinse and repeat. I wonder how the monotony of life is distracted. That's right! Chinese food is the answer. I want to eat some Chinese food really bad. Maybe that's on the horizon. There's a good chance of it. When I have a hankering, it's a must to be solved. Meanwhile, there's always coffee. I do love me a good cup of coffee in the morning. And then I'm good for the day!
Happy birthday to my baby sister. She is 61 today. Not such a baby any more. She's coming to visit next week. We're going to a baseball game. I'm excited about that. We are going to do a lot of things together. It will be lots of fun. She is coming with a friend of hers. I've never met her. Soon it will be Christmas Day. That's rich. I have nothing to say. What is it called when you have a writer's block that comes before any blockage? It's a basic I don't give a rat's ass! That's the ticket.
So far away. Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore? It would be so fine to see your face at my door. Why did I think of those lyrics? And what of them? I've been thinking about 1971 lately. Why does that year seem so fortuitous? I don't know, but I'm wondering. I wander as I wonder. When did cemeteries become such places of fascination for me? I am glad to have visited New Orleans, Savannah and Key West. They are all place that have a certain how do you say I don't know? That's a good one. There, there.
Another Sunday for nothing. There's one day a week set aside for the lard work. I want to say that I batched but I didn't do squat but lie about and watch the TV. I'm so hooked on the television that I need to detox. I also want to stop using the Internet so much. It's become my life. I'm not addicted. I'm indoctrinated. It's a bad thing. But at least I'm documenting my badness. I'm glad that you can recognize the one thing I am great at and that's for this. Thank you very much. I'm glad you're here.
I spent the day with my old friend Ricki. She was mental. I'm mental. We were two mentals. It turned out okay. I blew off going to work but got paid anyway. That's a good one. I like when I get paid not to go or do. It's a nice feeling. There is a person watching over me. If not a person, then a spirit. Whatever, I'm blessed. I can't do this any more. I have to throw in the towel and give up the ghost. That's all there is to it. That's been good. It's been a good run.
Cause it's summer! Summertime is here. Yes, it's summer. My time of year. That's because I love me some summer. It's so fucking hot! And my month is August. That's because I was born on the very last day of that month. Mom couldn't keep her legs crossed one more day. She was pregnant during the month of August. Her ninth month in Miami. Can you imagine what life was like in 1952 at the end of August? I'm trying but it's a very difficult proposition. That's the way it is. It's only June but I'm already thinking about August.
The days they come and the days they go. It's just like that. In and out. On and on. The beat goes on and the pace quickens. Sometimes the days pass glacially and other times you blink your eyes and half the year has passed. When this month is over, it's the half year point. What the what? Hell, you say! How did that happen? What's the happs? It's all going to be okay. I don't know how we got here but we got to keep on going. Soon it will be Christmas Day. That's a good one, you know?
If your Mom told you so, it must be true. This was before there was Internet knowledge. Everything is available at the push of a button but you take it with a grain of salt. How much salt is in a grain? Not very much! Have you ever tried to look at a grain of salt? What the hell am I going on about a grain of salt. It's enough to make me go to the kitchen and shake the salt and look at one of those little bitty grains. If your Mom told you so, it must be true.
I can do this. 100 words seems so easy. What's to write? I don't know but I am going to do it 100 words exactly. No more, no less. That's the assignment here. It's social tasking. I can do this. 100 words seems so easy. What's to write? I don't know but I am going to do it 100 words exactly. No more, no less. That's the assignment here. I just repeated myself. That's a good one. Whatever it takes to get to the 100 mark. Just go. And they're off. That's the way of the world. I don't know.
Saturday again. It's just another crazy Saturday. My sister is visiting this weekend. I suppose if I go back in time, I can see a pattern forming. There once was a time when things were different. That the evolution of the way it is. I wandered over here and before I knew it, it was time to go. I don't know why, but I must be off. Soon it will be New Year's Day. That's a good one. That's rich. What are you droning on about? Soon we can go back to sleep. I just need a quick nap. Okay?
I can feel desire dwindling. That's the result of too many times of wondering is this the way it is. Is that all there is? Peggy Lee had it right. And then she was gone. Where do they go? Why am I so obsessed with the other side? I guess it's that time. I am ready. Am I ready? I am ready! It's a good day to die. Every day is a good day to die. It's also a good day to live. I have much to give so I'm going to keep on giving as long as I can.
Sometimes it's such a breeze to write 100 words and other times it seems such a chore. I can do this. I know I can. I have done this many times before and I will continue to do this many times hereafter. I know what I am here after. That's a good one. That's a real knee slapper. I don't know what knee you are slapping but that's a good one to slap. What the what? Why are we on knees? It's not a good place unless you're kneeling. Do you remember Neely O'Hara? That was then. This is now.
I can feel the month slipping away. Three more days and it's the second half of the year. I never really thought about half years too much. Do you remember in the old days when you used to tell someone you were such and such an age plus half a year? Those were the days! Now, not so much. Half a year is half a year. If there are 365 days in the year, how many are in half a year? And this year has 366 days because there was a February 29. It is a leap year, after all.
Another day at work. I just toiled solo. That's what happens in the summer time. Next week will be much the same without the boss. Yay for small favors. The boss has to take time off too. I don't know when I became so influenced by the influentials. I remember when I was one of the influentials. When did the roles change? And how did I get to be a sexagenarian? I feel sexy! That's a cool thing to be. Maybe that's why they say it like that. It's best to think of time as sexy. It's been sexed up.
Good bye to all that. There goes half the year. The month of June was just another month. June 2016 was not worthy of mention except for the presidential race. There were decisions made but things are still going to be unusual. That's for another time though. Meanwhile, we have the end of the half year to say happy new half year. It's going to be a good one. I can feel the urge to say happy holidays but give it time. Let the summer pass so close to you. We have all been here before. Let the days go.
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