Smartie's Bar & Grill #73

Nothing ... absolutely Not a single thingy good about this Easter.
One cannot make good by saying it or even thinking it.
No more than Anthony Fremont of - It's a Good Life - { 1961 }
Arguably one of the scariest of all - Twilight Zone - episodes.
Little Anthony had the power to Wish People in the Cornfield.
Make 3 headed animals.Pretty much wish anything Evil upon
Man and his environment.Like Snowing after crops were planted.
Turning a loud mouth neighbor { Highly critical of little Anthony }
into a small tablesized Jack in the Box.
If there was something Good about this Easter I have yet to
find it.And I like finding Good.

 

You're just not looking, Foolie.

 

Might want to check your wildlife laws. Trapping and relocating wildlife can have some hefty penalties depending on your state.

 

I haven’t seen bleach in weeks. I had to go with swimming pool chlorine.

 

Bleach is what Homebrewers use to sanitize their Homebrew
utensils and anything that comes in contact with said brewski.
I Remember telling my Older Brat Wealthy brother concerning
bleach as The Way to sanitize Beer making equipment.
He literally thought I was out of my gourd.I guess it does sound
nutty.Knowing how just a little bit if drunk can kill.
One can also test Oil in a car { even an old parked car }
by checking the dipstick and taking a little taste of the old oil.
If it tastes gassy then there is probably a fuel pump issue.

 

I don't know from bleach but dollars to donuts I seen me
a Few " B's " loafing around these days.Some braless.
Some not so much.

 

Ok ... I found me some good news { actually Great news }.
UK Prime Minister Boris Johnson has been released from
Hospital and will be recuperating at his official Country residence.
What a significant Godsend.Like a covey of large White Dove
descending from Heaven above.

 

Already did. Crawdads don't seem to be a big priority here in Alabama.

 

Smart Governor. We need more of those.

 

Ok ... I think most folk understand the need to praise
crawdads.It used to be a New Orleans thingy.
Getting a large plate of crawdads {whole } and then sucking out
the luscious juices.
How can one,anyone,let alone a particularly less than paternal
catholic,be found wanting them Gates of Heaven w/o at least
trying said ... Dripping,Juicy,nicely seasoned Craw Dad's.
I'm reminded of the Horrible Hannibal Lector speaking of food.
" It's not food ... at least as I understand it. "

 

Gee I dunno.I was under the impression that Food was for consumption.
I guess some fellar have been known to sneak a nap on sacks of
dry foods like Beans & Rice or what have you.Even sides of beef in
a Reefer train compartment.Like a Movie I saw the other day.
I get up early to watch good old-fashioned Movies on cable.
Like - The Last Hard Men - { 1976 }.With Charlton Heston and
James Coburn.Really good western.
5 years after ... - Duck,You Sucker - { 1971 } which I never saw.
I like Movies of the 50's and 60's mostly.The 80's was the worst
decade for Movie buffs.
May need to locate some nice duck.Which is hard to cook.Only
the best Louisianna cooks even attempt.
BTW ... I am pissed.Got some Frozen Shrimp at Wal*Mart the other
day.My usual Wal*Mart was out of Colossal size Shrimp.
So I got some Extra Large { used to buy } at the neighboring Wal*Mart.
I prepared as normal.The Shrimp turned out soggy and limp.Something was
off.I think the Shrimp was packaged less than fresh.Or frozen and re-frozen.
I place frozen shrimp { for Shrimp cocktail } in a dish Frozen and add
nice bottled water and tightly wrap with saran wrap and place in the
fridge.It usually requires a few hours at least to set and defrost and eat.
This Shrimp ended up like that shrimp - Tommy Boy - { 1995 }
actor David Spade ordered.The one being displayed in the window of
some Greasy Spoon Café.
I swear ta God.

 

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Oh, forget it.

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I dunno.I seem to recall reading about different sects of galsy
during the Flapper girl era.I think there was a Group of Flappers
in Alabama called the Alabama Craw Dads.They dressed in all red
and had a snappy dance routine.Doin' the shimmy and of course
the Charleston.Not the Funky chicken,that came later.
As did the Watusi.
I wouldn't mind me doin' the Watusi with the right galsy.
As long as she knew her math.Keeping a good 6 feet apart.

 

Good morning, shut-ins. Slow day so far... Monday's usually are.

 

Gee I don't know is what.Pam Greer was - Coffy - { 1973 }
Ain't done look nuthin' like Billie Burke.
Maybe if Billie Burke done load up on Kool-Aid instead
Coffee.Is All.

 

G mornin and welcome to Tuesday. Yippee.

 

So far I have one item for my weekly activity report...

"Monitoring communications and being reachable when no specific tasks have been assigned."

Dirty job but somebody's gotta do it.

 

Sounds like a case of being Bored to death.
I mean,since even the Old Folks homes folks can't go out
and play kick the can.Let alone kick back some Beers.
It's The Calm before the Boredom then during the Boredom
that makes for such a Nice Day.
Could explain how ... Have a Nice Day ... is NOT the New Normal.

 

I'm not really bored... never get bored at home since something always needs doing. But I have that old school guilt nagging at me... one should actually WORK for their paycheck. Most times, getting up, showering, dressing and getting to the office is enough to prevent backing up to accept ones check

 

Wait a minute. That's the same job you did last week. Can I have that job?

 

Then of course a new normal of boredom could rear it's head.
That being Pay Day.What day and when will that be.Maybe by the
time checks go out the Post Office will have very limited mail delieverries.
Maybe yer check won't be able to be cashed.Or it will have deductions
that don't add up.I mean,like what is one to do.Can't go storming into
the Boss' Office.Maybe the Boss decided to go on sabbatical and
no one can sign checks.Of course those in Payroll would need to
go back to the Office and use the Payroll machine.

 

Silly One guitar lick Mutha fooker.Dime a dozen.
Probably has to concentrate on his head movements.