Know your dosages.
"Lord I hope this day is good." Don Williams in the morning, that'll soothe what ailes you for a stretch.
Warm cup of joe, and a Filter King. Morning sunshine, you look like warmed-over dogshit...how do you feel?
Baclofen, Trazodone, Clonidine...alpha agonists, anti-depressants, muscle relaxants, and any other physician-approved anti-venoms. Always know your dosages.
Poison on the run, scrambling for a happy place deep inside...they are coming for you.
Terminate with extreme prejudice. Release me from this death grip, so that I may live to fight another day.
It's an option.
n'm'out
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posted by HiJenx @ 6:31 AM
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4 Comments:
Glad to see you writing again. I dropped the ball on my blog too...but mine was boring. You are such great writer! We got your phone message, but both of us have been like the living dead- stomach virus from hell.R will try to call this evening. I am sending beams of love and positive energy your way to be used in any way you see fit. Big hug! A
Mornin' partner,
Got your phone message, and I must commend you on your choice of localle to regroup. Few places are finer than Austin in the Fall, and now that global warming is nigh upon us, that's pretty much anytime that's not summer.
Good luck to you, amigo.
I'll keep the phone close in case you call.
...there's somethin' going down,
in that little town,
South of Round Rock, Texas...
peas and hominy,
seantaclaus
"Stranger things have happened, but none stranger than this!!!"
Keith Jackson.
I just got your v/m. Sorry not to have responded sooner.
Keep the faith. Stay strong. I know you have it in you.
Peace out.
So good to hear from each of you. Ally...it took me a minute to remember who Nutty Crunchy was, and had to blow your pic up full size to finally recognize that smile. I imagine your girls are growing like wild weeds and getting ready for Santa Claus! I hope your holidays are special, filled with joy and heart-warming memories. I look forward to seeing you again. Thank you, for the big hug, and other stuff.
Roy, you know exactly where I am. I am 2 miles north of the Pedernales River, just 5 or 6 miles from that state park we rode in, and I remember those great black&white pics we took. I miss those days, but I plan on riding again when I get back home. By the way, there's an ongoing drought here, been about 5 years now of below-avg rainfall. Than goddamn Pedernales has all but dried up, turning all that fine-ass waterfront property into choice mudbeachfront property. f'n weird man. It'll run again one of these days.
Viva Chick-fil-A! Go Hornets. Chris Paul is the shiznit. 106 games & counting...STEAL CITY baby!
Fleas Navidawg!
And last but not least, what is up Counselor...Stretch, Tex, or even better, SeantaClaus. Always good to hear from you too man. I dont spend a day in this great state without wishing you were here...but then I'd land you in the room right next door if we weren't careful. Please give my best to Riss, know I'm thinking of you all, and please please please let me know if she hears from Anna. I haven't in a couple of days.
In the words of K.Winslow Jr,
"I am a fucking soldier!"
n'm'out
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