© Cousin Mac’ 2015
I should be on vacation with family and friends but I’m not. I should be drinking in the smooth ocean breeze and an even smoother mojito or two but I’m not.
I should be reading more blogs. Heck, I’m Indian Macgyver. I should be doing a lot with what I got—but I’m not.
Now I could complain, explain, or change my name but I’m not. Instead I’ll do what I do, I’ll make the best with what I got.
I don’t have mint and I don’t like rum but I do have limes and a tequila I love. I can’t drink the ocean breeze but I can drink a margarita or two or three and let your blogs wash over me.
Simply put I’ll be reading more blogs. I drink enough margaritas already — cheers!
Photo by Cousin Mac’
© Chic Prune 2015
This is a scheduled post because I’m sleeping in. It’s the 4th of July weekend which means I have the day off. That alone is worth celebrating.
© B. Mac’ 2015
Can’t Fight the Moonlight
The following story is true and fascinating. Well, it’s true anyway.
I’ve written about
before. I say, useless, but the more appropriate word may be, pointless. my useless psychic abilities
These powers don’t make me any money. I still don’t have a tv show (yet). These powers don’t help me solve crime. I haven’t nabbed any murderers (yet). And these powers don’t entertain my friends. Yet I keep talking about them.
Remembrance is like a flower in the garden of love…or friendship…well definitely in a garden for sure.
— Rabindranath Tagore (maybe)
© B.Mac’ 2015
My father was a very witty man. He’s still alive. It’s just his wit that’s died.
. Crime reporter Esha Oberoi is live Downtown. Esha what can you tell us about tonight’s events?” we’re back up
is still very much developing at this point. The police are keeping details to a minimum but I do know one thing. A body has been found in the building behind me. the news
Reports are unconfirmed but it looks like it may be another member of local biker gang, The Hangmen. Back to you Mike.”
Watch out! I’m not ready to die.
I’d like to lose some weight first that way people will say, “Oh what a waste.”
Yeah if we died now they’d just say, “Oh what a waist.”
This is a real conversation my friend and I had while she was driving and I was fearing for my life. I’m not saying she’s a bad driver or that I’m a better driver — the DMV is.
What I am saying is that I want to lose some weight. I will once I start running more or eating less, if only blogging burned more calories — YOLO.
p.s. I know I’m too old to say “YOLO,” and that I don’t use it right. But hey, YOLO.
I can’t get no satisfaction.
The internet went down on me all last week but not in the fun way.
Ok The Rolling Stones said it first and better, enjoy.