Misdemeanored by that much

Terra Firma....Our Mother Earth. Does this not mean that we are all mud? Ah dust to dust I guess. I hope my dust will be the kind that doesn't make people sneeze. I would hate to think of myself as dead and gone to dust then inhaled just to be exhaled at extreme velocities mixed with sputum and mucus. I also hate sand in my jello maybe that has something to do with it.

Give me the simple life that I once knew. Where I could hide severed body parts in my basement and no one would come looking. Where I could cook up the neighborhood stray cats and dogs in a fine stew and no one nay-sayed. Ah to go back to the good old days. When if you peed in the wassail bowl no one noticed and as long as no one noticed no one cared.


Some of you might have already noticed this but I thought I better come clean. I have 7 fingers on one hand and only 4 on the other. This can be very useful when opening jars and such. Or when falling from a helicopter if I reach up with the seven fingered hand I can usually hold on for quite some time. but if I forget and grab with the four fingered hand I almost always fall. so while you may think, "wow I'd like to have a seven fingered hand" IT's not all it's cracked up to be. Have you ever tried to buy gloves for mismatched hands? Or worse to use mismatched hands to knit yourself gloves? Just think about that before you go wishing for you hands to have extra fingers.