I started out this week of sub-zero temperatures by taking one step in my new pumas onto our front sidewalk and flying up into the air and landing spread out flat on my back. I was okay, my backpack stuffed full of gym shorts and Morningstar grillers cushioned my fall. But, as I lay there in the early morning freeze I started to think about that rap/hip-hop star Flo Ridder. Would his friends call him Flo? Because the only Flo I knew was from the TV show Alice. I started to think that he works into his rhyme Yo-Kiss my grits, dog. Then I realized that I should get my ass off the ice before the used vacuum cleaner bag of an old lady next door calls the cops.
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Yesterday when our fair city dropped into the negative temperatures I worked from home. Leaving the house only to go to our villages ALL YOU CAN EAT MEXICAN BUFFETT[sp]. The tasty yet bad grammar restaurant had a mile of cheap Mexican cuisine. To stay warm I ate an entire chupacabra in a chocolate mole. Man they’re tasty.
Today is another below zero day. But no fear, I went outside and didn’t see my shadow. So we’re bound to have a early spring.
I'm so glad you're okay Stevie! Unless this coffee cleans up, you owe me a keyboard and the bottom half a monitor.
ReplyDeleteI propose a new holiday: GroundInSteveieB Day. If he turns on his TV and sees a Dr Who rerun, we're in for two more seasons of the 11th Doctor.
ReplyDeleteBelow zero? No sir
ReplyDeleteYeah dude, I'm so over these sub-zero temperatures. You're random thoughts in times of stress amuse me.
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