When Frank gets around to making us both astronaut helmets, it’ll add a whole new dimension to our pizza parties. We might get some stares when we eat in certain restaurants…
suggestion, perception and the power…
Suggestion is a powerful tool…or weapon…depending on which side you find yourself on. There is so much that you can do, so much that is possible if you speak well and do nothing. It never ceases to amaze me at what is accomplished with fast talk and no action. I really wish I bought a ticket on that plane when it was in front of me. Obviously, fate decided that instead of a first class ticket to paradise I would be placed in an inflatable, twice patched life raft and set adrift on a cold, cold sea with nothing but my instincts, a bottle of iodine, 2 dead AAA batteries and a half-eaten, snack sized bag of three year old trail mix… with every peanut removed.
I obviously would much rather have the peanuts than my instincts.
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Grateful less…
I’m grateful for the things I have. More than just material things… knowledge and experience count for something too. But, it seems that with more and more being taken away… through the progress or regress or time, I feel grateful for the things I still have… even though there may be less of them.
I think this is another one of those maturity turning point things I keep hearing so much about…
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pain in the you-know-where…
I kinda like posing in space helmets with Frank. Although I nearly got a splinter in my you-know-where from that fence. That would have been pain I would not forget.
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fooling yourself with a new beginning…
I like to be in a state of fooling myself. It suits me.
This is the strip running today over at bobthesquirrel.com. Some of you may be nursing the remnants of poorly made decisions from last year (maybe even early this year). That’s cool. I don’t judge…and if I do, I try really hard to keep it to myself.
If you have to start from the beginning I suppose today would be that place to start. It would be easier to track than say if you started on March 13th or April 3rd.
Good luck. Today is the beginning of whatever… or a continuation of what it is…or what it was.
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happy new year…
May the new year not smell as bad as this one. In the end (heh, no pun intended… who am I kidding, it was TOTALLY intended) that’s all we can ever hope for, right?
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squirrel smelling rose…
The rose. They’re one of the most sought after and given flower out there. But they don’t taste as good as tulips.
Personally, I would much rather get a bouquet of tulips than roses. You can look at them and then you can eat them. I have eaten roses too… but they repeat on you something awful… and they don’t taste like they smell– which means the burps are bad. The only thing they remind me of is that I shouldn’t eat them
Still, I look pretty good posing with it in my teeth.
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snow and candid iphone shots…
if you’re wondering if I’m still in the snow, I’m not. I’m currently hiding behind that blue shovel located in the upper right hand corner of this picture. The dogs are appeasing Frank with this picture so they can get back in the house. I just didn’t feel particularly photogenic today so behind the shovel I stand.
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problems…
i got problems… don’t we all?
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theme music and potential…
Theme music could totally amp me up to hit that potential potential. I mean, nowadays, it is possible to carry an entire band in your pocket. It would work out great for me if I had pockets. Walk into a room, whip out that iPod with Bose speakers and BOOM… instant theme music. Whoever was in there would know I had arrived and meant business. Now, if I did that and the room was empty, I’d still feel pretty darn cool.
Then the question becomes, what kind of theme music do I need. I suppose it would depend on how much potential I wanted to live up to. Jaws had great theme music. You knew something was gonna get bit when you heard those first two bass notes. Charlie Brown has great theme music…even though the song doesn’t even have his name in it. Do I need something with nuts in it? Or violins?
Maybe I could get Hootie and the Blowfish to knock something out for me?
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going viral… old school
I suppose if I were ever to go viral this would be the way to go. The sad thing about this kind of viral is that no one wants to share… in fact, if they were any kind of decent person they would go out of their way not to share.
The last time I was sick, I was really sick. I think I got it from Frank… I had to of… it’s not like I travel the world seeing and experiencing exotic things. I was so sick that the days seemed like weeks and I coughed up stuff that was every color of the rainbow along with a few colors that haven’t even been invented. But, I got through it. Also got through a lot of tissues. When those ran out, I started using Frank’s socks. I forgot which ones I used so I never told him I used any of them. I was hoping that the squirrel snot would dry out enough so that he wouldn’t notice. I haven’t heard him say anything, but really, how many people would think there’d be squirrel snot in and on their wool socks?
Or their white socks?
Or their black socks?
Did I happen to mention that I was extremely sick? That flu knocked me right on my tail. I feel bad for snotting all over his socks, but what was I going to do? I couldn’t wipe my nose on the carpet. He’s lucky I couldn’t find any of his shirts. Can you imagine all that inner snotty goodness on a freshly pressed shirt? I might have cut myself on the creases!
I know this might be a tad more graphic than you anticipated, but I want to be sure you realize that I’m more than willing to share everything… viral or otherwise.
