Ha ha....when I lived on the boat....I had me a stash. This was just for entertainment purposes, so don't be get'n no ideas or expect'n no stories bout the old Billy Bob fall'n overboard.....or nuttin like that.
Now there was one occasion....I was wait'n for the ferry boat. Now where the hell is that ferry boat? I just seen it a few minutes ago. I know I seen it...it was right there pull'n into the slip. Great big ol' thing. But now it ain't. That sucker is vanished into thin air. Puff puff.....
Ok, good news. Robert just call me an' my stress test results are in. All is normal....what ever the hell that means. I question normal after all what that dad gum Dr. Fronkerstine has been tell'n me for the last 6 years. Every yearly visit to Dr. Frokk, the last 3 or 4 years, he tells me...."hope I see you again next year". Now that kind of talk stress will ya out. But anyhows, I was expect'n this doc to say I was normal. Shoot, I'm fine. Blood pressure is good. Don't have no pains. That heart is do'n what it supposed to do. I'm good for another hunnert miles.
Now bout clean'n that ceiling. Before I started, I says....."take it slow an' easy Billy Bob". Why don't I ever listen to the old Billy Bob? Yesterday I was restricted to my easy chair. Some time was spent lay'n on the hard ass floor. I melted two ice packs an' took me up 4 500mg aspirins before 6pm. All to no avail. Shoot.....I hurted something terrible.
When I climbed out of bed this morn'n, I thought it was yesterday. I were one crookit sum a gun this morn'n. Got me some coffee down, a couple aspirins an' sit'n on a ice pack. An' it's a beautiful day outside. This is a day for "do'n stuff". Git off yer ass an' do something kind of day. But......
I spoke many times bout me an' cold. I don't get along with cold very well. In fack, I freeze to death any time it get under 50 degs. Last night I was chilly from the outside temp com'n in the open door. I breaked out one my electric heaters (3). Ahhhh, that feels soooo good. Ya see, I'm get'n ready for winter. Test all my heat'n equipment. Make sure I don't plug in a heater what don't work. It's the same as go'n on a 500 miles trip. Ya fill the gas tank before ya leave.
Well shoot, I'm out of stuff to write bout today. With "do'n nuttin" for such a long time, it's hard to write. Maybe today.......
Now there was one occasion....I was wait'n for the ferry boat. Now where the hell is that ferry boat? I just seen it a few minutes ago. I know I seen it...it was right there pull'n into the slip. Great big ol' thing. But now it ain't. That sucker is vanished into thin air. Puff puff.....
Ok, good news. Robert just call me an' my stress test results are in. All is normal....what ever the hell that means. I question normal after all what that dad gum Dr. Fronkerstine has been tell'n me for the last 6 years. Every yearly visit to Dr. Frokk, the last 3 or 4 years, he tells me...."hope I see you again next year". Now that kind of talk stress will ya out. But anyhows, I was expect'n this doc to say I was normal. Shoot, I'm fine. Blood pressure is good. Don't have no pains. That heart is do'n what it supposed to do. I'm good for another hunnert miles.
Now bout clean'n that ceiling. Before I started, I says....."take it slow an' easy Billy Bob". Why don't I ever listen to the old Billy Bob? Yesterday I was restricted to my easy chair. Some time was spent lay'n on the hard ass floor. I melted two ice packs an' took me up 4 500mg aspirins before 6pm. All to no avail. Shoot.....I hurted something terrible.
When I climbed out of bed this morn'n, I thought it was yesterday. I were one crookit sum a gun this morn'n. Got me some coffee down, a couple aspirins an' sit'n on a ice pack. An' it's a beautiful day outside. This is a day for "do'n stuff". Git off yer ass an' do something kind of day. But......
I spoke many times bout me an' cold. I don't get along with cold very well. In fack, I freeze to death any time it get under 50 degs. Last night I was chilly from the outside temp com'n in the open door. I breaked out one my electric heaters (3). Ahhhh, that feels soooo good. Ya see, I'm get'n ready for winter. Test all my heat'n equipment. Make sure I don't plug in a heater what don't work. It's the same as go'n on a 500 miles trip. Ya fill the gas tank before ya leave.
Well shoot, I'm out of stuff to write bout today. With "do'n nuttin" for such a long time, it's hard to write. Maybe today.......
Have you thought about firing Dr. Fronk and getting a different doctor? You might be better off with someone who doesn't say things like "Hope I see you again next year."
ReplyDeleteI've thought many times of fire'n that doc over in Deming. But find'n a doctor in an area where I spend much of my time....home base Corpus Christi just recently, I ain't done that yet.
DeleteYou said, "I'm good for another hunnert miles". Dang, I hope it is more than that. A hunnert miles will only get you to Wal-Mart and back a couple of times.
ReplyDeleteDizzy, when I says "a hunnert miles", I ain't talk'n a hunnert miles. I'm talk'n many thousands of travel miles...an' MANY MANY Walmarts. It's just like whan I says I'm "go'n down the road a hunnert mile a hour", you know I ain't go'n no where near that speed. Figger of speech Dizzy, figger of speech.
DeleteVada in Tx. I don't wait very well...Please tell us you are going to get those DAMN nerves killed soon! Can't you use the doctor there that you saw for your heart for your regular doctor?? He sure was better than Frankenstein. It is still fishin' weather.Go catch up a few.Do you go to north Georgia for the trout? Doesn;t Robert fish at all?
ReplyDeleteI won't know nuttin bout the "murder" mystery until I have me a talk with the doctor....in bout 18 days. But....even if it is temporary, I'm gonna do it anyhows. Then try to figger out where I can find me another "killer" doc in my travels down the road in 6 months to a year.
DeleteMe an' Robert was talk'n bout a camp'n trip to north Ga. It will have to wait till I can move around a little better than I do now. Middle of Oct may be a bit too chilly for me.