lolligag
i had a conversation with a coworker the other day that went something like this:
"possession is nine tenths of the law." [said as he weilded a golf club that one of the other groundskeepers had found and intended to keep]
to which i replied (being the thoughtful bastard i am, and a bit of a devil's advocate), "i am gonna go kick out the window of your car and just sit in it. then it will be mine."
"my car aint worth gettin' shot for."
"yeah, but i bet the gun is in the car isn't it? which would make it mine as well."
he thought for a moment, "hmmm. yup. guess so."
"so the gun and the car would be mine. whatcha gonna do?"
"walk home, i guess."
all my working out is paying off. i no longer have moobs (man-boobs) but instead what can only be referred to as pecs. and while i don't have a six-pack, i definitely have a four-pack, instead of the keg i was hauling around for quite a bit.
a few miles down the road from us, there is a motel called the luna sea motel. looks like a decent place, but you would be crazy to stay there.
the weather has been nice. life has been rollercoasting along. things are more or less the usual for a summer.
and that is really all i can say for now.
darth sardonic
"possession is nine tenths of the law." [said as he weilded a golf club that one of the other groundskeepers had found and intended to keep]
to which i replied (being the thoughtful bastard i am, and a bit of a devil's advocate), "i am gonna go kick out the window of your car and just sit in it. then it will be mine."
"my car aint worth gettin' shot for."
"yeah, but i bet the gun is in the car isn't it? which would make it mine as well."
he thought for a moment, "hmmm. yup. guess so."
"so the gun and the car would be mine. whatcha gonna do?"
"walk home, i guess."
all my working out is paying off. i no longer have moobs (man-boobs) but instead what can only be referred to as pecs. and while i don't have a six-pack, i definitely have a four-pack, instead of the keg i was hauling around for quite a bit.
a few miles down the road from us, there is a motel called the luna sea motel. looks like a decent place, but you would be crazy to stay there.
the weather has been nice. life has been rollercoasting along. things are more or less the usual for a summer.
and that is really all i can say for now.
darth sardonic
Labels: randomness, sunny summer days
posted by darth sardonic at 9:39 AM
4 Comments:
Gotta love days like that I guess. At least the conversation if nothing else. And getting in shape? That's golden. I've been walking for several months now. Lost a whole 3 pounds. Prolly lose more if I were willing to give up my margaritas....
which I'm not.
Good Gawd..no wonder you write. You certaintly don't get any intellectual stimulation at work!
z-same here. pretty sure i would have the six pack if i subtracted the tom collins n huge cove potluck dinners, but... i don't wanna be antisocial.
dj-well, that, and i just absolutely HAVE to write. a very good outlet for everything. very calming. i am still working on the magnum crappus, not as much or as fast as i like, but still trying to wrap it up.
Mmm a four-pack! (I ain't much of a beer-drinker anyway! :) )
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