Chamblee54

Statue of Popeye Downtown

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on March 5, 2009

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PG is listening to a tape of Matillda reading at a bookstore. He says that his kitchen sink smells really bad, and mentions some places in San Francisco. PG goes to the yahoo page to look for the maps. Before he hits the map tab, he sees an article about Rush Limbaugh.

Mattilda has a bed that is tearing up, but he cannot return it to the store. PG thinks about how he does the sleep thing, When PG tore up his back, the only thing that worked for sleep was a foam rubber pad on the floor. When the first one wore out, he went to the Wal Mart in Tucker and got another one. This was the first thing he bought at Wal Mart, twenty years after the rest of America went Wallyhappy.

PG remembers that stream of consciousness writing is more fun to write than to read. Just put it in the yellow paragraph and no one bother.

Rush Hudson Limbaugh III was born in Cape Giradeau, Missouri. Cape Giradeau is the home of the man who drew the Popeye comic books. There is a statue of Popeye downtown.

PG stops by a Jesus Worship blog called twenty two words. The question of the day is “What small fears of yours are all the more dreadful because they’re inevitable?” PG wants to answer Jesus, because that is what he feels. He hesitates, because he is on good terms with the folks at twenty two words. There should be a better forum to express his fear and loathing for Jesus.

Being curious by nature…or is it nurture…PG looks at the comments about irrational fears. He learns a new word…Emetophobia, which is the fear of vomiting. PG does not fear hurling, although the taste afterwards is dreadful. There was one great comment…
“Alzheimers or dementia, I forget which?”

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