Tubs

Was brought to my attention today, Christmas totes still on sale, I said yes, So! Penny said for more books, Funny part about buying totes, They hold my stock, Most product needs more totes, Totes store my product, Books, I don’t willy nilly purchase totes unless more product equates more storage, I also love totes

Use to be a kitchen was a women’s base of operations

I like women if my generation better, Their base is Everywhere, Bedroom to Executive, Space to Oceanographer, All sexy and provocative, Orgasmic and Erriotic, Blowing ceilings off Everywhere! Intellectuals are the new Sexy, Watch it boys,

Got ta see

Want ta own, Saw commercial during Packer/Rams game, Looked Romantic and full of action, Been years since I saw 3-D, Think last 3-d I saw was at Kings Dominion in Virginia, Square Bob’s pants some such, We sat so close we were soaked, Really they through water out. Love silliness and great sci-fi,

Intuition

Wonder how much thought becomes intuition? Let’s examine Playdough, Mom had a recipe for eatable, But I bet the thinker was having some hard constipation before the inspiration dawn upon him or her which ever the case might be, When I busy in the smallest room in my home I just want to be done,

Laura

Saw many changes in her life, A hundred and three last birthday hit, An artist admired, An artist loved, Broke her hip, Then family decided her fate, No longer free, Raised a son and a daughter, Lost a husband an a husband, Her daughter in law one of her daughters and good friend, Loved to

Verizon’s first

First smartphone dumb as dirt, Every time I return home have to rest WIFI and Bluetooth and still get Nothing! Night before last night I got for three minutes five lines it remember it was in Quasqueton Iowa and went back to Nothing! I grew up with phones on the table, Phones on the wall,

Tea time

Fell asleep hearing my read back, Water heated again, Checked my home, Made sure all my babies have food, Yelled at Sadie, Never start kitties drinking from your water bottle lid, Why they love it! Now my time, good rest all you wonderful imaginable fellows, You writer who I am honored by, Just knowing you

Wheezing with my youngest cat,

Its still seventy-one in my mobile home, Weird things people name stuff, Mobile was something that hung from the ceiling, Cause it moved, A mobile home one would expect wheels that propelled something forward, In Iowa its illegal for a mobile home to have wheels, So if something is removed then its name should change

From my distance

Annoying, Muffled, A horn cries out, Sound Falls, On dead air, Recipient gone, Still horn pleads turn my off, Am I the only mortal upon this coivl to hear it? From a distance, Not far enough away, Silence an inanimate object, Plays upon my mind, I’d rather be making love

Why do script writers,

Why do they never shut doors! If I were a PI, I’d know sneaking into a building, Covertly, No intelligent individual, Wanting to remain in business, And alive, Would want others not thinking! Is there some one sneaking around? Or suspect of themself so foolish to not having shut a door, Have those script writers