The worm does in fact crawl in and out, however I have not yet seen it play pinochle:
Thought for the Day:
The keenest sorrow is to recognize ourselves as the sole cause of all our adversities.
Sophocles Greek tragic dramatist (496 BC - 406 BC)
Bush asks for fair judgment on his nominee:
Ok, I would be ok with that if he would allow a public flogging on the front yard of the White House for Rove and Rummy. He had a chance to get someone good, someone who could listen to both sides and make a fair decision, but true to form, he gets some right wing pro-choice, NRA nut. Fucking hell, am I the only person who is fed up with this shit, he’s a lame duck lets start stone walling him.
A day of wonder in the life of a boy:
Well, dear reader there is little to talk about, I have been working from home on a few grants, which I am thankful for, the boredom as been wearing on my soul. I hope to be a bit more lucky with these grants, the funders these days are very tight, to get funding you have to promise everything and it better have some whisles and bells. Such is the life of a pubic servant.
I have not done more than hobble from my living room to my bathroom to my bed room. A very small world indeed. Not much happens within the confines of my world these days. So, as a result there is little in the way of adventure to regale the reader with. I spend my days, often heavily medicated, with the hounds at my feet watching documentaries on subject that hold little interest for me, or obscure sporting events, a case in point being the fact that I watched the world championship of the sport of curling. Yes, children there is that much excitement around the Public homestead.
Last night my bride made me a wonderful dinner of pork chops and pork chop gravy. She made it her style which was by dumping a can of cream of mushroom soup into the skillet after the pork chops were cooked. It was tasty, there is something sacrificing about poor white trash food that soothes to soul. After our trailer park feast we went for a walk (in my case a step, drag, hop) around our neighborhood. I made it three blocks and felt good about it. I found myself covered in sweat as if I had run a 10 k, and truth be known I felt as though I had run a 10k, however it was good to get out of the house and move around.
In other news:
Yesterday was the first day in some time I went the whole day with out the aid of pain killers. Which was done with mixed results. I have a machine at home sent up in one of the rooms that is about the size of an iron lung. I strap my leg into this thing for about 12 hours a day. Yesterday was the day to increase the range of movement on the tool of torture. I am even now has I type this dispatch subjecting myself to leg manipulations that would make a Rockett proud. Needless to say I did not sleep well.
So, dear reader, I am here working from home in an effort to make the world a better place. How’s you day going?
Without shame nor pride:
For all you ladies out there who hang on my every word. One thing that would help my recovery along would be if you sent me nude photos of yourselves and our dirty letters. Since I have discontinued my medical interventions I find that my libido is back in order and all systems are go. Look at it as doing your part to help the needy. …and yes, Mrs. JQP welcomes it, she is currently of the thought that we need a second wife, preferably one who loves to do laundry. As for me, idle hand are in fact the devils play ground, so for you brother in arms feel free to send your favorite freaky kinky porn sites, yes, one and all please feel free to share you dark side, at least it will show me that I am not the only freak hiding in the wood pile. Once again indianacityboy@yahoo.com (oh, arm pits, bellies and ass pic are a plus).
Todays Bill:
Free from gross passion or of mirth or anger
constant in spirit, not swerving with the blood,
garnish'd and deck'd in modest compliment,
not working with the eye without the ear,
and but in purged judgement trusting neither?
Such and so finely bolted didst thou seem.
William Shakespeare Greatest English dramatist & poet (1564 - 1616)
Quote of the Day:
Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.
Ralph Waldo Emerson US essayist & poet (1803 - 1882)
Full of love, good will, and kind thoughts for you all, I remain:
JQP esq.
The keenest sorrow is to recognize ourselves as the sole cause of all our adversities.
Sophocles Greek tragic dramatist (496 BC - 406 BC)
Bush asks for fair judgment on his nominee:
Ok, I would be ok with that if he would allow a public flogging on the front yard of the White House for Rove and Rummy. He had a chance to get someone good, someone who could listen to both sides and make a fair decision, but true to form, he gets some right wing pro-choice, NRA nut. Fucking hell, am I the only person who is fed up with this shit, he’s a lame duck lets start stone walling him.
A day of wonder in the life of a boy:
Well, dear reader there is little to talk about, I have been working from home on a few grants, which I am thankful for, the boredom as been wearing on my soul. I hope to be a bit more lucky with these grants, the funders these days are very tight, to get funding you have to promise everything and it better have some whisles and bells. Such is the life of a pubic servant.
I have not done more than hobble from my living room to my bathroom to my bed room. A very small world indeed. Not much happens within the confines of my world these days. So, as a result there is little in the way of adventure to regale the reader with. I spend my days, often heavily medicated, with the hounds at my feet watching documentaries on subject that hold little interest for me, or obscure sporting events, a case in point being the fact that I watched the world championship of the sport of curling. Yes, children there is that much excitement around the Public homestead.
Last night my bride made me a wonderful dinner of pork chops and pork chop gravy. She made it her style which was by dumping a can of cream of mushroom soup into the skillet after the pork chops were cooked. It was tasty, there is something sacrificing about poor white trash food that soothes to soul. After our trailer park feast we went for a walk (in my case a step, drag, hop) around our neighborhood. I made it three blocks and felt good about it. I found myself covered in sweat as if I had run a 10 k, and truth be known I felt as though I had run a 10k, however it was good to get out of the house and move around.
In other news:
Yesterday was the first day in some time I went the whole day with out the aid of pain killers. Which was done with mixed results. I have a machine at home sent up in one of the rooms that is about the size of an iron lung. I strap my leg into this thing for about 12 hours a day. Yesterday was the day to increase the range of movement on the tool of torture. I am even now has I type this dispatch subjecting myself to leg manipulations that would make a Rockett proud. Needless to say I did not sleep well.
So, dear reader, I am here working from home in an effort to make the world a better place. How’s you day going?
Without shame nor pride:
For all you ladies out there who hang on my every word. One thing that would help my recovery along would be if you sent me nude photos of yourselves and our dirty letters. Since I have discontinued my medical interventions I find that my libido is back in order and all systems are go. Look at it as doing your part to help the needy. …and yes, Mrs. JQP welcomes it, she is currently of the thought that we need a second wife, preferably one who loves to do laundry. As for me, idle hand are in fact the devils play ground, so for you brother in arms feel free to send your favorite freaky kinky porn sites, yes, one and all please feel free to share you dark side, at least it will show me that I am not the only freak hiding in the wood pile. Once again indianacityboy@yahoo.com (oh, arm pits, bellies and ass pic are a plus).
Todays Bill:
Free from gross passion or of mirth or anger
constant in spirit, not swerving with the blood,
garnish'd and deck'd in modest compliment,
not working with the eye without the ear,
and but in purged judgement trusting neither?
Such and so finely bolted didst thou seem.
William Shakespeare Greatest English dramatist & poet (1564 - 1616)
Quote of the Day:
Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.
Ralph Waldo Emerson US essayist & poet (1803 - 1882)
Full of love, good will, and kind thoughts for you all, I remain:
JQP esq.
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