Apr 20, 2012 07:57
Though I've long forsaken the herbal bakin', here's some advice for the takin' :
"The bong held long in sight of a throng is often seen as wrong !"
No, that is not supposed to make a lick of sense. Anyhow, I really enjoyed Troyzan's infantile, poor-pitiful-me meltdown on Survivor : One World . Nothing says "respect me" like a screaming, pathetic pity party and a pseudo-macho pose after a victory. Yay for your moment... I do hope you find it as embarrassing in hindsight as I found it funny at first sight.
That's pretty much it right now. The first 100°+ day of the season is predicted to be tomorrow and I an nowhere near "summerized". It is amazing how long one can put off the essentials figuring there will be "plenty of time" before it gets hot. Well, there is not plenty of time anymore. The National Weather Service is predicting another summer of above-normal temperatures for the desert Southwest, so I need to get to it.
survivor,
poetry