Vultures = Story of My Life
I'm going to write my story and call it Vultures. How appropriate. I looked up at my roof today and it was like a metaphor for my life. Sitting there, for the past few days have been 5 huge vultures. They just keep staring down at me like they are in ultimate power. I haven't been able to let the little dog out by itself for days. So, in my ultimate ire today: I threw rocks at the damn birds. As it turns out I have pretty damn good aim, however...
They came back, and here I am back at the damn start all over again. Like I said before.
Vultures= Story of My Life
Also, I just want everyone to know I think that puppets are creepy. I don't know why, maybe something about watching the Puppet Master when I was a kid, but I'm just not a fan. I know that was random, but there you go.
I have a show on Friday at Bar Envy in Spring Hill, FL. If you get a chance, you should come out and see it. It will be the last showing of Bordello Bordello before we start doing a new season. It is a fun show and it's not too expensive to get in the door.
I just realized that it was getting dark in the living room. It's five P.M here. I like when it's dark early except that if I want to take the dogs to the dark park or something I can't. They all close at dark, which is full of suck, but oh well. My yard is as big as the dark park (not exaggerating). I just like for them to have a place to go that they aren't in everyday. Some excitement for them is always good. I can't really walk them here. I live on a short dead end road off a highway with no sidewalks.
Blah.
PS. I think I'm going to take down the "By popular demand" set. What do you think? Ditch it?
I'm going to write my story and call it Vultures. How appropriate. I looked up at my roof today and it was like a metaphor for my life. Sitting there, for the past few days have been 5 huge vultures. They just keep staring down at me like they are in ultimate power. I haven't been able to let the little dog out by itself for days. So, in my ultimate ire today: I threw rocks at the damn birds. As it turns out I have pretty damn good aim, however...
They came back, and here I am back at the damn start all over again. Like I said before.
Vultures= Story of My Life
Also, I just want everyone to know I think that puppets are creepy. I don't know why, maybe something about watching the Puppet Master when I was a kid, but I'm just not a fan. I know that was random, but there you go.
I have a show on Friday at Bar Envy in Spring Hill, FL. If you get a chance, you should come out and see it. It will be the last showing of Bordello Bordello before we start doing a new season. It is a fun show and it's not too expensive to get in the door.
I just realized that it was getting dark in the living room. It's five P.M here. I like when it's dark early except that if I want to take the dogs to the dark park or something I can't. They all close at dark, which is full of suck, but oh well. My yard is as big as the dark park (not exaggerating). I just like for them to have a place to go that they aren't in everyday. Some excitement for them is always good. I can't really walk them here. I live on a short dead end road off a highway with no sidewalks.
Blah.
PS. I think I'm going to take down the "By popular demand" set. What do you think? Ditch it?
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jennrose:
*hugs*
pawko4b:
Did you think of naming the vultures yet? I mean even the 4 horsemen had names right?