Sat on the deck tonight watching the fireflies. There are times during the summer, right after we have had rain and it is nice and humid out, when the fireflies congregate out behind our house like a congress of fairies.
Our property borders a municipal park. There is a copse of trees with a lane running through it. When the fireflies are out you can walk down that lane and they cluster around you. And it is beautiful.
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The things in my head:
I have to wonder if my kids really understand that their Father…is a whack job.
Wouldn’t it just piss some people off if by some quirk, Hillary ended up getting the Demcratic nomination?
I mean, wayyyy too many folks are already talking that Obama is the one.
It makes me crazy when you try to play mind games with me. You have no idea how ignorant that makes you look, when I turn them back on your. Every time. And it is because you just are not as smart as I am. And take your check list with you.
Why is it that when I am at the edge looking over and planning that last step over, James Taylor can always bring me back. And that is disturbing due to the fact that I was listening to Linkin Park just before.
Uppmann camaroons are a relaxant on the drive home. Wonder what kind Tony Soprano smokes?
Namaste.
Some nights it is just right for turning up the cd player, jammin’ to The Jayhawks. Firing up a nice, smooth cigar. Yep. I like to smoke a stogie on my hour drive home from work. But only on the nights I work. I don’t smoke driving home when I come home at 5pm.
One of my friends got me smoking cigars awhile ago. He is a maven. I am more of an occaisional smoker. I am working my way through the Jrcigars catalog right now. I am working my way through some camaroons that I bought the other day.
Don’t hate be because I like a good cigar. There is nothing more relaxing on my ride home.
With The Jayhawks.
Namaste.
