TSCLT 12.0: The pantheon hates a pussy 2.0

[Wat_Tyler]

Got an idea 'bout the bureaucracy. Fuck them motherfuckers . . . .

 

[Brains_N_Boobs]

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[Wat_Tyler]

Happy Wednesday!!! Up too early, but so it goes. There was some vigorous and noisy cat play sometime during the night. Critters thumping on the floor or the furniture having too much fun.


The landlady called last night and said it was time to put down her indoor boy cat. He's had a thing in his ear canal that's gotten bigger and has now broken open. He's done the pills and the 'roids and that slowed it a bit but it's got him in a constant state of pain. It's not fair - he's a really good boy. It's also not fair to make him suffer. Fuck it sometimes, you know?


Coffee . . . .

 

[Wat_Tyler]

 

[JoePepsiCo]

Our winter is over and March is roaring and blowing stuff all over the place.

If you have one of those electric vehicles, you're gonna need to load up the trunk with more batteries to keep you from being blown away.

 

[JoePepsiCo]

Sometimes putting down a pet is the greatest kindness and final act of appreciation for them.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

I know, it is.


When she brought those wee barn kittens inside and was bottle feeding them, the indoors boy cat took a lot of interest in them. He got so he hung around with them and they would cozy up to him and fall asleep. They'd have themselves a big old kitten ball. The babies acted like he was their mother. They'll probably miss him some.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Bluebird​

By: Charles Bukowski​

there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I’m not going
to let anybody see
you.
there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he’s
in there.

there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works?
you want to blow my book sales in
Europe?
there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody’s asleep.
I say, I know that you’re there,
so don’t be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he’s singing a little
in there, I haven’t quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it’s nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don’t
weep, do
you?

 

[Wat_Tyler]

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Happy Thursday!!! Slept adequately. Looks like clouds outside. It's rained all week so far, but we should see some sun today. Work is inside, however. Still stuck in bureaucracy, and that seems maybe to be stuck in incompetence.


Coffee is stuck in me for the moment.


If your mind becomes firm like a rock
And no longer shakes
In a world where everything is shaking,
Your mind will be your greatest friend
And suffering will not come your way.

-Theragatha

 

[JoePepsiCo]

Spring brings hope eternal and ours is fresh, clean-smelling, and bathed in bright fresh-growth green punctuated by yellows and purples awaiting the bold, thick, big-brush dashes of blooming redbud.

We could all use hope and the siren-call of a fresh start.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

I may be getting past the local municipality snafu, thanks be to Allah.


'Bout fuckin' time!!!

 

[Wat_Tyler]

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Inspection scheduled. We'll see.


Got another appointment to solve some shit next week. We'll see.


Action produces results . . . .

 

[thør]

Scheduled......

Like it's gonna happen, then.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Scheduled. We'll believe it when it happens.


Happy Friday!!! Slept okay. Partly cloudy and warmish. Almost done at work - just dumb shit. Like the electrician got the dead bath fan running. But it's not connected to the switch. He'll be back today to take another whack at it. Swear to Allah, I have to draw these Gen Yers a piccie and then text it to them to get them to see it.


Meanwhile, coffee.


By amending our mistakes, we get wisdom.
By defending our faults, we betray an unsound mind.

~ The Sutra of Hui Neng

 

[JoePepsiCo]

Talk about trunk space [re: #10,789]! One has to wonder what the glove box looks like. Room for a valise? Space for your gagsta heater?

March is not roaring in like a lion, it is nothing but April showers (and who doesn't like watching April shower). Maybe I'm just too far south for that old saying to be true. Sounds like a New England sort of thing.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Trunk space is adequate and then some. I think a 1911 will fit nicely in the glove box. Granddad always called it a whisky compartment, but that may have been a Prohibition thing.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Man!!! Got my final. The mechanical horse shit is still fucked up like a football bat, but it's a paperwork thing at this stage. My inspector has good sense and we get along. His comment was that Wat's work looks "great." Actually, that has happened a couple of times in my career.


Life is simpler when you're just that damned good . . . .


Wat has one of these in this color:

Wat does not have one of these:

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Happy Saturday!!! Came home and grazed in and read for a bit and then crashed. Sleep was needed, apparently. It happens sometimes. There be a list of tidbits to do today. Truck could use cleaning out and a bath. Got some coins to sort. It'll rain today, damn it. No matter, the house holds plenty.


And there be a motorcycle outside. Neglected. The forecast is rain and cooler this weekend and next, with sunnier and warmer during the week. Fuck it, maybe I bike to work one day for shits-n-giggles.


Coffee first . . . .

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Fucking rain got here early. Oh well . . . .


I am at peace with God. My conflict is with Man.

~ Charlie Chaplin


Wat's conflict is with man's st000pidity and narrow-mindedness.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

The no-mind not-thinks no-thoughts about no-things

~ Buddha


Oh, that Wat car back a few posts decidedly has the wrong wheel covers on it.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Longish day. Bit of rest. Some reading. Bit of chatting with a new friend - not on Lit, so no sarcasm there. Even started the shooping list for tomorrow. Cooked. Was good. Will be good all week, too.

Another Dear Dairy (see tits???) entry for the pussifed cunts . . . .

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Happy Sunday, and fucking daylight slavings time to boot. At least the clock in the work truck will be back to correct until November, by which time I need to have a new work truck, it is hoped. The boss got his already. I'll get it when I get it. Meh.


It's Shooping List Sunday morning. That and a few chores and maybe a HfD ride later.


But nothing before coffee . . . .


Spirituality is seeing God in common things, and showing God in common tasks.

~ Maltbie Davenport Babcock
Or Allah, too, I imagine.


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[Wat_Tyler]

Shooping is knocked the fuck out like a Litlib who mouths off in person. It feels like half the morning has snuck past - because it has. They should leave the clocks here and quit wanking about.