Went
shopping with my good friend Lori and her Aunt Joyce.
Got
some chicken salad that I cannot wait to try on honey wheat bread.
It’s
always about the littlest of things especially in these days of Molotov
cocktails and Venus flytraps.
‘Perfect
is the enemy of the good’ that’s what some settler said who gave up on the
glass ever being full.
We
trade punches with a champ and then throw in the towel because we’re sweaty and
cannot stand the inevitable outcome.
Inevitability
is for the losers in every single one of us as our winners storm the airport
and keep the hostages out of harm’s way.
You
want brilliant?
Well
then come back in an hour or so after I’ve had my mid-morning bowel movement
and wiped all of this shit residue off of my caffeine addled brain.
My
ancestors built the pyramids and Mercedes. Or my ancestors are aliens and will
never accept business as usual. Or my ancestors are both and you best get out
of the way.
Went
shopping and picked up some frozen sushi. Even came with soy sauce and wasabi.
What
will they think of next because I still cannot get over how awesome sliced
bread is.
After
we were done shopping I went home and unpacked all of my many treasures. Popped
open a can of Sudz Rootbeer and checked my email. Life is sometimes very good.
Charles Cicirella
2/13/2017
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