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Rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies © Robert Sommers 2017

Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Boulevard of broken dreams and the remains of best laid plans...

You know when you were a kid, did you ever leave a sugar daddy out to melt in the hot summer sun? I sure did. A thing of wonder. You could stretch one of those suckers in their superheated states into something like one of Mr. Elastic's arms. The texas heat would turn them into a strange molecular mass that defied normal description, two, three feet long.

Such was the cat shit I stepped into in the hallway early this morning while transporting myself to the bathroom for a little nocturnal relief.

Ah, kittens.

One of those days. I got to the shop to pack my van for my upcoming trip at six this morning. The yoga school had every parking space crammed on the street, even at that ungodly hour. I cooled my jets and sent a few death stares their way.

Always amuses me, people that can't walk to a workout. It is not only affecting me, it is affecting all the merchants. Very nice people but a tough place for a school, particularly one with no parking spaces. We pay for a big parking lot that people can park in for free a block away but I guess it is too much to ask.

Finally got a space. While moving a dolly though the shop I bumped my tripod which came crashing down on my favorite six thousand dollar lamp, breaking it into so many worthless little bits. Some days it doesn't pay to get up in the morning.

My hay fever is going off so I went to get a tissue in the shop bathroom and I noticed that the floor is covered with water. I must remember to see what is up. Later.

Now I think it's time to go back home and hide under the covers.

5 comments:

Sanoguy said...

I hope the rest of the week goes better!

My childhood memory is of an Abba Zabba, in the sun, later stretched. So good with the peanut butter filling!

Anonymous said...

There's nothing quite like fresh pet excrement between your toes in the morning. The things we tolerate for love...

J.W. said...

Not the lamp with the hemp leaf I hope...

Blue Heron said...

Yes, that one...

J.W. said...

Aiiiiiiiiii!