Sometimes...
...Silence...
is the best
answer.
posted by Kermit @ 4:16 PM
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Bubbasbog
I moved from Texas to Oklahoma in July of 1997. I guess that makes me a Bubba. That's why this is the Bubba's Bog Blog. There are days that I really feel like a 'bogged out Bubba'. Another part of the 'bog motif' is that I once lived in Kermit, Texas (in my 'oilfield' daze). Which is why my CB handle was 'The Frog'. It may have had something to do with 'Sesame Street'. My wife's handle was 'Silly Goose'. I guess that that's a fairly large bird.
Day By Day© by Chris Muir.Friday, July 01, 2005
About Me
- Name: Kermit
- Location: Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
I had a chat with the Tadpole the other night. I told him that, "The morning of my 80th birthday we are going to go squirrel hunting." He gets one shot. If he only wounds me, I'll be really pissed off and not be responsible for whatever happens next. I hate getting shot. It always makes me feel so unwanted.
The Frog
While walking by a pond one day to see what I could see,I chanced to spot a little frog a'looking up at me.
He climbed onto a lilly pad and hopped up on a log!
Not everyday one gets to see a climbing, hoppy frog.
At first he looked so very sad but then I saw him grin.
I reached right down to tickle him but frogs don't have no chin.
And so I bade him fond farewell, I must be on my way,
I'll see you if I chance to pass this pond again someday!
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4 Comments:
HOW did you know that I needed to read that today!??
What? Not even a Ribbit?
I used to have a bunch of them in my starboard wing. The extreme pressure generated by my high G manouvres caused them to pop off.
Next I tried nuts, but they created too much drag which left me with only one High G Manouvre, which was the clockwise-spiral-of-death and the passengers get nervous when they think that that the LZ might be a smoking crater. So, I gave up smoking.
Which brings us right to the issue of '100 mile per hour' tape. Which is what I now use over the ol' starboard wing. I have also found it useful for wrapping my head when I encounter a Tribe of Roving Libratas. That way the internal pressure that is generated by my brain is confined and I am able to keep my head from exploding. Painful but effective.
Actually Tribes of Roving Libratas is one of the reasons that the Silly Goose and I moved to Oklahoma. It's fairly conservative here. We are thus able to decrease the amount of money budgeted for duct tape; the amount of downtime budgeted for headaches; and the excessive cost of cleanups, which is probably a high priority item on the entire Leftcoast of the USA. Those Turkeys probably support the entire duct tape industry.
I will continue this in another post. But that may bring us to the subject of fences. which involves a little o' this and a little o' that, which is sort of like the Witches in MacBeth, who gave a bad name to the entire tribe of Libratas Wiccansus.
I need to call the vegeterian now and and get the dosage of my medication increased.
Speechless in the Bog,
Kermit
Oh RIBBIT, darn... I thought Debris Trail said RIVET. All that typing for nothing.
Kermit :) :) :)
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