A Random Muse.....

Egad this March weather, the tease of spring, followed by the smack of winter. Perfect for colds, my homestead sounds like an infirmary..with guttural hacking, and constant sniffing...It wouldn't surprise me if the town condemns the house as a bio-hazard.

Seems that I am about set to age another year..Wednesday I will be the ripe old age of 34...egad, I can feel a mid-life crisis coming on, maybe I should buy a motorbike. Nah, too dangerous, a good long adventure to parts unknown might do the trick though. What ya gonna do, you can complain about the weather or the fact that you might be getting old, but in the end you really have no way of stopping the inevitable. So bring on the snow, the sleet, the rain, and let father time chase me through the muck, he might be right on my tail, but he hasn't caught me quite yet.

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A Little Blast...

I am hyper and bored, I want to grab life by the balls, and yet all I have done is hide in the house today. The sun is going down, my urge to roam, my urge for kicks heightens. Do I go to the local pub for a steak and a glass of red wine?? Do I wait or the familial unit to get home from their day at the shops? What to do, what to do? Feet itch, as they do, my brain wanders, as it does. Saturday it is, I suppose the single young man that I am should step out.

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Too Big, For A Small Town

Egad, was I bouncing off the walls last night, I was Jonesing for a good time. The problem in all that is that in a town a size of Annapolis Royal, there isn't a heck of a lot to do.....well at least nothing new or exciting. What were my options last night, lets see...well I could have seen a performance of the Vagina Monologues (hmmm I single male, in a room full of aspiring feminists, discussing their tender spot...nope not safe), I could have spent 10 smackers to sit in a club and listen to an amateur cover band play 70s rock and country (umm no thanks, thats 2 drinks, and i would have needed those extra 2 drinks to stomach the noise)...I could have went to the pub, with the hope that a certain little barmaid who gives me the giggles may be working (I actually tried that, no barmaid, stayed for a beer, then left...good times). So what did I end up doing last night, well I came home watched a little English Premiership football until SNL came on, wrote a couple Annapolis Royal sucks ass emails to some friends from away, and yep went to bed grouchy. Oh well, I suppose it is for the greater good, I woke up this morning sans headache, prepared for what is sure to be a lazy Sunday. Damn this spring fever.

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