There I was (some hoggboy lingo), enjoying the weekend, then Monday rudely disturbed my calmness, don’t want to talk about it, nothing good that’s for sure. 2 months, two G’damn months
Pulled in the drive an thought, Wthell is she doing now, outside 13 degrees, no hat, no gloves, thinking I should go full Marine Corps on her, just like she did to us kids, without the hand added to the back of the head of course. “what are you doing?”,
my locket with your fathers hair in it, fell off, I think it fell in the trash
” I’ll look, get back in the house”
Out in the cold, dumped the trash, picking up the trash, and there it was. Was about then I had a wonderful idea. She used to say I was wasting nickles buying comic books, she won’t know since she’s blind and wears dark glasses, getting some of these an removing the lenses
then gluing them on her dark glasses
form of payback I suppose for those times I came in only to hear
GET IN THERE with the rest of them ” I didn’t do anything” GET IN THERE when one kid got measles…. we all got measles at the same time soon after one heard GET IN THERE. I’ve tried many times in many ways to explain just what kind of mom she really was
She’s sorta and somewhat calming down now
thinking she’s probably trying to pull the wool over God’s eyes Having bad Monday, was none of her doin or mine, well just never you mind.
Checking in on the Armydog once week is kind like SPARTA going to bother those boylovers in Athens, I was going rattle someone’s cage, Armydog came to mind straight away. I had brought my Sgt. grit catalog, Amrydog he like pictures
well now, there’s a lot of pictures in the Sgt. Grit.
Pulling his drive, first thought was ahh shit, if I had any atta boy certificates, they just got wiped out. Jacks was there, hmm 2 on one, a fair fight, if you find yourself in a fair fight, your tactics suck. Armydog’s coffee isn’t as good as mine, but it’s free and hot so he has working for him. Apparently, Jacks found a dog on the road, lil thing, brought home kept for a couple days, decided he didn’t want so he called up his cousin, ” I found a dog, you want it” so thy went together got papers foe adoption, his cousin been at the mayo clinic for 4 days, having Jacks watch the dog, now Jacks wants the dog back, so hey are devising a plan to reclaim the dog.
Ever pick up a nightcrawler by it’s head or ass, it automatically curls up, hold the lil doggie, all four legs would remind you of bruce on the Wheaties box, legs just a moving nonstop. I called it Worm, his tail was wagging, so Worm it is as a name, Jacks mumbled about me not being right in head, I ignored him while holding Worm. Feeling left out, I’m leaving ” Armyog says, take your Marching band uniform catalog. I’ve seen enough Marching bad uniforms”.
It’s Tuesday, let’s do it