Friday Observations… of sorts

Sips my coffee, see that, that there is the old Tiger stadium, see it in these terms, we got good people covering all bases as in, making sure everyone stays well informed, me… well I’m like in the outfield keeping an eye everything with plenty of elbow room, I bring mostly daily living stuff, dying is easy, it’s livin that’s hard, how so one may ask, well here is an example how hard life can be, and how easy one can die.

Sippin my coffee, just yesterday, I was tellin

Odin two days man, two g’damn days

He really doesn’t have anger issues, it’s more like he doesn’t believe in TACT, you know, trying to get your point across without having to stab them with it.

Perhaps a better way of seeing that dead squeaker would be like, you go to the range or outback depending on your situation, you don’t practice until you get it right, hell no, you practice until you cannot do it wrong, I kinda figure that’s what Odin does… Sippin my coffee… ole ratdog well he’s different, lookin better of late, better than what he was lookin like, resembling a longhaired dope smoking leftist scumbag. He’s got squeak toy, reason his has lasted so long, he got no teeth, he’ll pick up walk to bed, lay on it like, ok, that’s enough playtime,

ohh look Bossman, it’s naptime already