My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.
If you're here for the stories, I started another blog: scratchingforchange.blogspot.com
One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.
I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.
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Tuesday, December 17, 2013
Unpleasant
That's the best description for having no recourse, but to use a port-a-can when the temperature is 33 degrees.
Almost as unpleasant as using one when it's 105 degrees...
ReplyDeleteYou're right. It's even more unique of an experience when the humidity is around 80 percent.
DeleteYet far better than no can at 33 degrees.
Delete...or no can at all....and mosquitoes.
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