quickies

This is just something I've been messing with lately. The idea is that I can email these little snippets to my site, and then you people can read them. These will, in theory, be stupid things that aren't worth a real blog entry.

Meanwhile
I'm still awake for some reason.
Brrr
I just went out to my garage, but I froze to death so I had to come back inside my house.
Fingers
Crossing them.
Disguise
I'm in disguise tonight; I'm smiling.
Productive
I had a productive day.
Skin
My new camcorder comes with a preset for "skin." Just what kind of footage does it think I'm going to shoot?
Maybe
Maybe a nice beer in my garage will help turn my sleep schedule back the right way.
Pointy
A damn pointy kitty just waltzed into my garage like it owned the place. I scared it away, so it must have been female.
Sometimes
Sometimes, things are funny. Somewhat less often, I'm one of those things.
Now
Occupying Long John Silver's.
Occupying...
...this oil-change place.
Shit
I don't trust items advertised on TV as not sold in stores. It seems to me that, if it wasn't a piece of shit, at least one store would be selling it.
Old
...and sometimes I see the old man I'll become.
Kid
Sometimes I look in a mirror and I see the little kid I used to be...
Harvey Jr.
Meanie
So there.
Reap
Some people reap exactly what they sow. Those people have no right to complain, they only have an opportunity to re-evaluate. Most of the time, they'll do no such thing.
Stobor
They're restless tonight.
Glaring
Sometimes it's fun. Sometimes.
Occupying...
...my garage with zombie Picklepie.
Really
I'm just really embarrassed by the whole thing.
Confused
I'm so confused. I came home, got my shovel and a garbage bag, went to the road, scooped Picklepie into the garbage bag, took him to the woods, dug a hole, buried him, almost cried but didn't, and then went into my house. Then, when I walked from my kitchen to my office, I saw Picklepie out on my deck. I gave him some food and petted him. Like I hadn't just buried him or anything.
Confused
I buried him in my woods, then he showed up on my deck for some food. I'm happy and relieved and confused. Apparently I buried an identical cat.
Fitting
I just drank a toast of Dead Guy for Picklepie.
RIP, Picklepie

mysterious gray box mysterious blue box mysterious red box mysterious green box mysterious gold box

vital stats

Name: David Siltz (e-mail me)
Age: 1885804414 seconds
Status: Single. Hard to believe, I know.
Occupation: Computer Systems Engineer
Rubik's Cube PB: 0:42.1
Interests: Mainly pool, science fiction, and severe weather.
Preoccupations: Working on my pool game, reading, and my MINI!
Favorite Beers: I especially like: harpoon winter warmer, pyramid tilted kilt, delirium tremens, alaskan smoked porter, rogue chocolate stout, weihenstephaner hefeweissbier
Pets: A cat named Newbie, but I'm looking to get a couple more. I used to have three other cats who had their own web pages and a blog that they never update anymore, mostly because they died.

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