maybe pregnoids should all get casts of their belly. after all, paper mache's totally deck
It's just down right incredible.
All year I boast and complain about the driving in Rutland so far to an extent that I have sworn to step in front of a clumsy veichle just for the law-suit.
Well............it happened.
I got struck by some yuppie bitch who couldn't understand the concepts of our specific intersection. You see, between Blockbuster and Creed Ice, Inc. There's a road. This haphazardly veers onto Route 7 (Main Street). As for myself....being in the Green....marched the mile stint back to my house after work while keeping an eye on seasonal traffic and all the blasted snow we got last night *must be four or five inches around here..and killington got blasted* I walked like normal...saftely. And still, this puffy headed fry-a-lator for a face looking speticule ramed me..........I stopped her quickly with my Coffee Exchange coffe cup. Yet, after a quick shock, she charged a second time...............accosting me to a degree, I rolled the distance of her hood, fell to the ground, and built up enough rage that I opened my coffee cup and splashed the remnants right onto her face.
Oh, yeah...her window was most definately open. Stupid geriatric
Well...She didn't stop. She hardly reacted. The white station-wagon *(sedan) with ski racks on the top kept in direct hit and run motion...........veering the right turn on the red, and moving fast.
Of course people stopped to ask if I was alright and able to venture home, but I gripped quickly, carping a sharp yes....moving on. There was a spirituality in the clouds that didn't want me to take a license....make a police report....sue...
Only mandate through a letter that a crosswalk be placed in the intersection in questioned complaint
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Almost met a man today who was so stricken with Alzheimers, that he cried figuratively, on my shoulder. Building himself as a quantum Engineering publisher and mogel....he shared the fact he's so far go that a ten year old knows more about computers than he. In fact, his forty five year old daughter runs things for him down South. He used to chill with Peters, ya know the other mogel ..microsoft. And yes, even Gates. I was impressed, but the truth was so harsh that he couldn't even stand. I mean this was no lie....no lie at all. I know it wasn't.
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A women reminded me today that I should write in my jouranl. For some reason or another, she knew I've been neglecting a duty I honored myself with...and for that I can only be sorry for myself; which I constantly am. For I know that as long as there's shit to be learned, i'll never be satiated; OH TO BE ALIVE
P.S. I sent out loads of Christmas Cards but couldn't get to everybody........so in hopes that you can share cheer
SINCE WINTER IS NOW IN FULL SWING, AND THUS ANOTHER YEAR IS AGING ITSELF TOWARD ITS OWN END, ONLY ONE THING CAN BE FOR CERTAIN; THAT THE SUN WILL SET ON ALL THINGS. FOR THIS REASON, IT'S VITAL TO NOT ONLY ACKNOWLEDGE, THIS AND EVERY, HOLIDAY SEASON, BUT TO CELEBRATE'EM ALL AS WELL.
THESE ARE PERIODS OF REFERENCE WHERE A PERSON CAN STEP BACK AND LEER INTO THE REFLECTION OF THE SEASON AND BASK IN THE NOURISHED THOUGHTS OF ALL THOSE WHO MATTERED MOST DURING THIS PAST YEAR; PAST LIFE; OR EVEN THOSE WHO AIDED TO CRAFE THE SELF YOU ARE TODAY.
THESE PERIODS MATTER EVEN MORE BECAUSE THEY ALLOW US TO CONSIDER ALL OF THE VARIOUS PATHS THAT CAN BE TAKEN, IN HOPES THAT ONE DAY, WE CALL ALL RELUCTANTLY-YET JOYOUSLY-STEP TO THE SHORES, AND SEE THAT SETTING SUN OFF...
...FOR NOTHING MORE THAN A MERE GLIMPSE AT THAT ALPENGLOW WE CALL A NEW BEGINNING; A NEW DAY; A NEW YEAR
WISHING YOU NOTHING BUT THE BEST OF TIDINGS THROUGHOUT THE YEAR
EX ANIMO
MARK
All year I boast and complain about the driving in Rutland so far to an extent that I have sworn to step in front of a clumsy veichle just for the law-suit.
Well............it happened.
I got struck by some yuppie bitch who couldn't understand the concepts of our specific intersection. You see, between Blockbuster and Creed Ice, Inc. There's a road. This haphazardly veers onto Route 7 (Main Street). As for myself....being in the Green....marched the mile stint back to my house after work while keeping an eye on seasonal traffic and all the blasted snow we got last night *must be four or five inches around here..and killington got blasted* I walked like normal...saftely. And still, this puffy headed fry-a-lator for a face looking speticule ramed me..........I stopped her quickly with my Coffee Exchange coffe cup. Yet, after a quick shock, she charged a second time...............accosting me to a degree, I rolled the distance of her hood, fell to the ground, and built up enough rage that I opened my coffee cup and splashed the remnants right onto her face.
Oh, yeah...her window was most definately open. Stupid geriatric
Well...She didn't stop. She hardly reacted. The white station-wagon *(sedan) with ski racks on the top kept in direct hit and run motion...........veering the right turn on the red, and moving fast.
Of course people stopped to ask if I was alright and able to venture home, but I gripped quickly, carping a sharp yes....moving on. There was a spirituality in the clouds that didn't want me to take a license....make a police report....sue...
Only mandate through a letter that a crosswalk be placed in the intersection in questioned complaint
-----------
Almost met a man today who was so stricken with Alzheimers, that he cried figuratively, on my shoulder. Building himself as a quantum Engineering publisher and mogel....he shared the fact he's so far go that a ten year old knows more about computers than he. In fact, his forty five year old daughter runs things for him down South. He used to chill with Peters, ya know the other mogel ..microsoft. And yes, even Gates. I was impressed, but the truth was so harsh that he couldn't even stand. I mean this was no lie....no lie at all. I know it wasn't.
-----------
A women reminded me today that I should write in my jouranl. For some reason or another, she knew I've been neglecting a duty I honored myself with...and for that I can only be sorry for myself; which I constantly am. For I know that as long as there's shit to be learned, i'll never be satiated; OH TO BE ALIVE
P.S. I sent out loads of Christmas Cards but couldn't get to everybody........so in hopes that you can share cheer
SINCE WINTER IS NOW IN FULL SWING, AND THUS ANOTHER YEAR IS AGING ITSELF TOWARD ITS OWN END, ONLY ONE THING CAN BE FOR CERTAIN; THAT THE SUN WILL SET ON ALL THINGS. FOR THIS REASON, IT'S VITAL TO NOT ONLY ACKNOWLEDGE, THIS AND EVERY, HOLIDAY SEASON, BUT TO CELEBRATE'EM ALL AS WELL.
THESE ARE PERIODS OF REFERENCE WHERE A PERSON CAN STEP BACK AND LEER INTO THE REFLECTION OF THE SEASON AND BASK IN THE NOURISHED THOUGHTS OF ALL THOSE WHO MATTERED MOST DURING THIS PAST YEAR; PAST LIFE; OR EVEN THOSE WHO AIDED TO CRAFE THE SELF YOU ARE TODAY.
THESE PERIODS MATTER EVEN MORE BECAUSE THEY ALLOW US TO CONSIDER ALL OF THE VARIOUS PATHS THAT CAN BE TAKEN, IN HOPES THAT ONE DAY, WE CALL ALL RELUCTANTLY-YET JOYOUSLY-STEP TO THE SHORES, AND SEE THAT SETTING SUN OFF...
...FOR NOTHING MORE THAN A MERE GLIMPSE AT THAT ALPENGLOW WE CALL A NEW BEGINNING; A NEW DAY; A NEW YEAR
WISHING YOU NOTHING BUT THE BEST OF TIDINGS THROUGHOUT THE YEAR
EX ANIMO
MARK