Had nice-ish weather and went for a walk. Drove to Como Park. Speed-walkers are mercenary. Ever looked at speed-walkers? Unhappy lot they are. Dead eyes, pressed lips, rude. Most noticeable, always in a hurry. Stiff-legged stride reminiscent of one in need of restroom. Faster the arms swing, less likely to nod greeting. Must be deep in thought of quickest route to facilities.
Other shit: Interest in short story currently writing. Is one of four for anthology taking fairy tales and reworking. Mine, untitled yet, revisits Ali Baba. Am pleased the publisher is eager to sign.
Other-er shit: Got chased by geese. Damn Canadians.
Note to self: "Mia, bring mace to Como Park. Critical to ward off both mercenary striders and carnivorous geese."
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Showing posts with label Canadian geese. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Canadian geese. Show all posts
Friday, April 24, 2009
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Impetus
Ground maintenance has given up on fake swans in pond out back. Noticed new addition of fake owls. Am wondering at next installment of barnyard animals. While understand the pestilence of Canadian geese, believe fake plastic creatures are less than desirable. Expect to find pink flamingos soon.
Canadian geese continue to poo on snow as do not discriminate between cold white carpeting or green. Owls do seem to keep Johnson at bay. He may be worried about longevity of furry aspects beneath overlarge cock.
Note to self: "Mia, inform geese they have not yet flown far enough south. Place sign around owls stating: I eat cock and clutch."
Canadian geese continue to poo on snow as do not discriminate between cold white carpeting or green. Owls do seem to keep Johnson at bay. He may be worried about longevity of furry aspects beneath overlarge cock.
Note to self: "Mia, inform geese they have not yet flown far enough south. Place sign around owls stating: I eat cock and clutch."
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