Friday, December 3, 2021

10 People Get Shot

At Least One Booster Shot

Right: A tragic ending to the Bayou Classic weekend for two overweight white girls, who apparently failed to score boyfriends of color, out of the 200,000 football fans and boosters, who encroached upon the city for the annual rivalry game; despite one of them having gone as far as dying her hair red, to create a "Jen Psaki" look. An officer of color, fresh from posting a perfect score on the NOPD physical fitness test, struggles to conceal her amusement.

It's time for me to call Lilly to try to get idea of how things are going there, in her neighborhood, since I didn't go out last night to see for myself.

All my needs kept getting met, for example, I found out that the box of 24 cans of food that I believed Harold hated, was actually a variety pack, and Harold only hated the flavor of 8 of the cans, leaving 16 that he happily and gratefully scarfed down.

Then, I was called by a friend of Bobby's who invited me over where he gave me tobacco and one beer and some weed.

Inspiration from an unlikely source; Ozzy Osbourne
...of all people to inspire little old me...

It was the weed, however, that I blame for the lack of ambition that kept me in last night; and I, as has often been the case, didn't fully respect the music that I had recorded the night before, upon waking up this morning and playing it back.

But, remaining grateful and happy about what I have, I stumbled upon a video about, of all people, Ozzy Osbourne called "The Nine Lives of Ozzy Osbourne," which I wound up watching all the way through and it was inspiring, both as a motivator to go completely sober, and as an example of a magical life where a guy's "contributions outweighed his faults."

No comments:

Post a Comment

Comments, to me are like deflated helium balloons with notes tied to them, found on my back porch in the morning...