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I don't know if the idiom quite does the affliction justice, but let us say that my state of health could definitely use some improvement.
I've been ill in the GI tract for the past few days and the misery has been legendary.
Though I feel I have improved I also know that I have yet to attain "wellness" and I have been laying out of work to the point of guilt.
Not to mention the laying around and sleeping between the bouts in the lavatory.
It's all more than I really care to delve into or endure in my pursuit of shaking this thing.
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| pretty bird from eddiesaviary.com |
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Charlie Manson, notorious for both a string of grisly murders and escaping the death penality has been transported from Corcoran State Prison to an emergency department of a Bakersfield hospital due to stomach trouble.
He is said to be seriously ill and of course HIPPA prevents us from getting the facts.
Perhaps this sadistic murderer will finally get his.
The Crowes, Hinmans, Tates, and LaBiancas, families of those victims he murdered without mercy in LA so long ago have surely waited long enough for him to stop poisoning the air of the Earth by continuing to breathe it.
Die Charlie Die.
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Today is Chocolate Covered Cherry Day, a day to take note of one of my favorite childhood treats ...
the chocolate covered cherry cordial.
A cordial is a type of candy which consists of a fruit filling within a chocolate shell.
My personal idea of the perfect chocolate covered cherry is one with an intact pitted stemless fruit suspended in a clear liquid which spills over the tongue when bitten.
My dear late grandma Ida use to keep these around at holidays and I think therein lay the origin of my deep abiding love for them.
Happy Chocolate Covered Cherry Day !
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| 1. | I had no drivers license in my possession |
| 2. | I had no proof of insurance |
| 3. | I was not wearing a seat belt |
| 4. | My registration had expired |
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The topic of cryptids never ceases to intrigue me. The thought of creatures so evasive as to elude the people pursuing them for so long that all we can come up with are hoax evidence by dirtbags claiming to be "hunters" speaks volumes for that level at which humans sometimes operate.
Bigfoot, that large, hairy, simian appearing creature resembling the Asian yeti but supposedly found in northwestern America has been pursued vigorously lately in the upper pennsula of Michigan ... which by the way claims to have always been a "hotspot for sightings".
Some of the documentary programs I've been streaming lately are very compelling. People up close and personal with the bigfoot speaking of the size, the habitats, the interactions, and the smells.
A lot of the youtube stuff I've seen is really poor farce as well but the few things I've seen which "appear" credible are astounding and at once scary.
I keep wondering why the evidence keeps being stated in terms of death and maiming when a live specimen would be much more satisfying for me personally.
However, if the truth were to be known I am one to allow the creature to continue to baffle the hunters if indeed it is extant. The thought of killing a bigfoot for the satisfaction of the curious masses is simply an insufferable incursion into something I would otherwise view as wonderful.
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