Scenery

Well, I've got nothing but good things to say about wish you were here. You: anybody? (Someone something intriguing like you.) Preferably a fan, but not too much, the home teams out of contention. Seems a lively place. Mixed crowd. Zippide-do-da. Wonderful day. Who won... I forget already.

My Dad had an Impala. It was white with black roof. I learned how to drive in it. There is terminal story here, but not the time or place to impart. Nice vehicle there.

Up early this morning. Plenty to do around here. Tidy up. So go I every thing in it's place. Am going to pot the Christmas tree. (Did you notice how the tree lots did not liquidate stock? Plastic, if at all? Festivus poles.) Other arrangements to be had. Might as well do the laundry.

Whatever is the game tonight, I'm going.

Christmas Spread

Repast with neighbors.

 

Felix navidad.

Not To Be Confused with Orinthology

Need an answer...

Has a tuft?

https://youtu.be/fsAMAIaas94?feature=shared

Way beyond my ken.

Wise Guys

Flaco...get a load of this guy! The late Flaco.

How wise is one to be!

A diet of urban fare. The rats, the pigeons, the little old ladies? Wandas?  Give it a rest.

Sikh Temple

Just an old cat. Any old cat. But still a cat. What's with Old Possum?

The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter,
    It isn't just one of your holiday games;
You may think at first I'm as mad as a hatter
When I tell you, a cat must have THREE DIFFERENT NAMES.
First of all, there's the name that the family use daily,
    Such as Peter, Augustus, Alonzo or James,
Such as Victor or Jonathan, George or Bill Bailey—
    All of them sensible everyday names.
There are fancier names if you think they sound sweeter,
    Some for the gentlemen, some for the dames:
Such as Plato, Admetus, Electra, Demeter—
    But all of them sensible everyday names.
But I tell you, a cat needs a name that's particular,
    A name that's peculiar, and more dignified,
Else how can he keep up his tail perpendicular,
    Or spread out his whiskers, or cherish his pride?
Of names of this kind, I can give you a quorum,
    Such as Munkustrap, Quaxo, or Coricopat,
Such as Bombalurina, or else Jellylorum—
    Names that never belong to more than one cat.
But above and beyond there's still one name left over,
    And that is the name that you never will guess;
The name that no human research can discover—
    But THE CAT HIMSELF KNOWS, and will never confess.
When you notice a cat in profound meditation,
    The reason, I tell you, is always the same:
His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation
    Of the thought, of the thought, of the thought of his name:
        His ineffable effable
        Effanineffable
Deep and inscrutable singular Name.

https://gutenberg.ca/ebooks/eliotts-practicalcats/eliotts-practicalcats-01-h.html#chap011

All Over

This is not exclusive to NYC but endemic - all over. People don't even listen to one. They tell you how to be, and don't bother me while I take your money. No personalities allowed. Strange country.

https://nypost.com/2024/12/23/opinion/fatal-subway-burning-exposes-nycs-sad-disconnect-to-humanity?utm_source=nypost&utm_campaign=android_nyp&utm_medium=socially

Vaquero

How quaint. Awfully civilized of y'all.

https://www.breitbart.com/the-media/2024/12/23/the-right-wings-outlaws-captured-as-art/

Yet Carry Nation

Wasn't aware she had conceded - if at all. 

I'd of fought them tooth and nail. Rotters.

https://www.breitbart.com/politics/2024/12/23/kari-lake-seeks-return-voice-of-america-glory-days/

Just Patio

Surprisingly erotic, for a vegetable. 
Is a terrible beauty born? She's so hard.

Huh?

Say wha'...

https://youtu.be/AdiuqQ7xm30?feature=shared

Bonhomme Richard, eh?

Tub Time

Good conversation with tyro gyrating round.
Who wants to hear from public airwaves! Pirates! 

Royal Navy... no problem. Standoffish.

https://youtu.be/azdwsXLmrHE?feature=shared

Holy Smokes

Those Chinese photogs... think they have a step or two on us.
Turn around. Look at me. Cause we are salvaging the nation for you.

https://www.breitbart.com/politics/2024/12/23/photo-proof-then-vp-joe-biden-met-hunter-bidens-chinese-partners-in-2013/

Ready to Leave

Collect the whatsis and wherefores. Have need of the stuff insofar as portability goes.

Agenda today: Coffee Uptown, pictures, club, dinner... maybe.
(Yankee Pot Roast - heirloom carrots.🙄) She may be there.

Getting Togther

https://youtu.be/0bjB-IWEYI0?feature=shared

Charging batteries. Before going out.

Had a thought about that. If going out, one cannot be in.
In for what. 😌 Most private. Usually so, but never know.
Oh, my... police and fire departments... crash and burn.

Not Gin

 

I cannot decipher what he's doing here. Is he discarding. From what to what.
Whom is he talking to. I'll bet he's in. He's got some hand. Public art in hearts.

Hidden Entity

Christmastime

Now that I look at them, the Christmas decor, I'm astounded at the paucity thereby. Secularization cosseting Christmastime.

Belly-aching Muslims the latest: who the hell is Allah? The Jews have always been along for the ride and a profit center it is but even they've gotten into misinformation with regard to 'freedom' with respect to Maccabees, who cared not for the games nor the protege culture amidst the boys to say the least - butt-fucking notwithstanding. The bent girls are worse. Predators. No thank you. 

I love Christmas for many real-time instances and the all time manifestation of the Incarnation... and so the new year begins.

Driving 4WD into alley.

Himself. So very inclusive!

My heart on sleeve of taverna.

Christown barely there.

Macy's with minimum accoutrement.

A favorite stopper. 

I say thereupon... stop theif. 

Cushy Adverts 

Church... no decor.

Central Avenue; right there.

Fire Department precluded from display.

And who the funk is Allah? Man in moon.

Whitley's Mystery Pines

The gamut. Need a wreath. Pots.

Another Christian facility. Dull.

The old white house now monkey-shit green. Glendale, west of Central. (That's a very inside joke.) Once was on parcel of 1st Baptist... the predecessor downtown.

Red Mountain

Ancient History

 

Continuing the Christmas tradition, poor Santa is somewhat deflated. 

WE WILL RISE AGAIN!

Christmas including - Hanukah! Alert: a happy week; bash the Greeks - nicely. 

Good very night.

Lumbar Plexes

 

So what do I have in my bag of tricks towards allay the effects of aging. Therefore and hereto... look out! 

Over the past summer, a record setter in the books, I'm afraid I became a bit of a hypochondriac. Motion was out of the question. I stayed indoors, coming out well after dark. 

First of all, my BMs were irregular, then the itchys. Was my pillow infested. Hey... I had a case of the scabies after a bed bound client went several rounds to a rehab center. So, all laundered and tea tree oil. Scalp 'treatments' no end. All resolved. Unaware of mites, but no microscope. 🥴 Just what doctor ordered.

Up and at 'em upon World Series and the bowels were taken care of. Sooner after, hello there be tender. Restrained. Wary. She asked me if I were ascared, yuck, yuck... only when I can't see through you and, sorry to say you typify. Something about room-mate. The girl must need a hand.

Something's up today. Self-adjusting slowly, my back had a good crick. Really good. Some relief to sciatic nerve; no, great relief. Hence I'm considering going back to chiropractor rather to osteopath. No way I takes shots with Neuro.

Long story going back two years (and then some years prior) to last encounter with chiro. Some question as to whether he can service me - insurance didn't pay last treatments. After Christmas.

Drenched

I've decided to post et ceteras here. There's no one otherwise, but there may be - depending on how I play my cards. As mentioned, am at Uptown Plaza. Read a story of beer baths, given at a spa... what else is new. I would have liked to have given that to SS for Christmas, along with a steak at The Stockyard, but they ruined it. Ruined it! Poltergeists... get bent.

Calma. Calma. Wasn't going anywhere anyway. That was some meeting. Yowza!

A cloudburst. An end to the torrid weather. A real downpour. I thought I was going to Dapper Dan's, or whatever it's called, and missed that it's been changed over to The Horse and Hide. I ran in, and ran into SS. She gave me a towel. What a hoot. She looked bemused, and the towel was handed off as per wiping the bar.

Funny joke, "Bar rag... 5 cents." But then my imagination got the better of me. Schmuck!

https://youtu.be/hkg1s48NJj8?feature=shared

Whose Moon

There's the blue moon, the blood moon, the harvest moon. Who's moon is this? Just me looking at it! I suppose other people might take notice, but they're mostly taking.

The crossroads of late uptown Phoenix. Saturday morning. Time for a talking to as well. But no one. Waiting for a lady. Good luck. We could talk about the moon.

https://youtu.be/sep5E3ssXLQ?feature=shared