My blue little alien

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My blue little alien is sticky

sticky, sticky.

He is a gift from my buddy

to me, to me.

BUT

he does not stick to the wall,

he does not stick to the wall at all.

He does not stick to the fridge,

he does not stick to the fridge one smidge.

545930_586485711414989_313897472_nHe does not stick to the door,

He does not stick to the door anymore.

He does not stick to the window,

he does not stick to the window SO

Kate said, “Maybe he will stick to the ceiling.”

I replied, “He will not stick to the ceiling I’m believing.”

BUT

Kate became boss and gave him a toss

and I could not believe what I was seeing –

my blue little alien stuck to the ceiling!

AND

he did not want to come down.

Oh, my blue little alien is sure a clown.

© 2013 ck’s days

Come to me, my Swedish friend…

Have you heard this song by the Goo Goo Dolls?  Are you as surprised as me it’s by the Goo Goo Dolls?

Just me.  Okay.

I think it shows great diplomatic relations when songs include international relations.

Come to me, my Swedish friend.

Then there’s the line about cigarettes.

Ohhhh.  Come to me my sweetest friend.  And there is no line about cigarettes.  This whole trend in including lyrics with the video is a-ok with me.  Saves from some embarrassment.  Trust you me.

It would have come in handy before I sang along to the Black Eye Peas song, “I want to German size your love.”   What does that even mean?  I could understand, “I want to Russia size your love,” meaning to make it big.  Because, you know, Russia is one big country.  But that could also mean to make it cold, right?  I’ve never been to Russia but I’ve heard it gets cold there.  Rocky IV took place in Russia but was filmed in Jackson Hole, Wyoming.  I’ve been to Jackson Hole and can tell you it’s cold.

What’s that?  I’m rambling now?   Back on topic – German size your love.  Weird phrase.

And no, they don’t really say that.

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Slipped away

She watched him

load boxes in the car

and hoped he

wouldn’t go too far.

Their two children

cried and hugged him so

and begged him

to stay and not to go.

He looked at

her and she looked down.

It was best

if he didn’t stay around.

She didn’t

feel anger any longer

So very

tired but a little stronger.

Yesterday

she grieved their love

But today

her heart was tough.

And she

remembers the day

before they

let it all slip away…

Life was good once.

She felt blessed once.

She had love once.

She knew happiness once.

All before life slipped their love away.

 

He placed one

red rose beside her name.

The last two

years just haven’t been the same.

He looked down

at the engraved stone.

Then turned

and slowly went home.

He looked at

old photographs and smiled.

How he wished

they could talk again for awhile.

The days

sure felt longer

He’s still

sad but a little stronger.

He just missed

her every single day

and wished

she could have stayed.

And he

remembers the day

that she

had to slip away.

Life was good.

He felt blessed.

He had love.

He knew happiness.

Before life slipped his love away.

 

© 2013 ck’s days

 

It’s kind of like mixing these two songs together:

Let that Pony Run by Pam Tillis

Love Me by Collin Raye

Sunday dinner

I have never claimed to be a cook.  Or comfortable in the kitchen.  In my opinion, Hamburger Helper totally counts as a home cooked meal.  I’m usually okay with this.   Every once in awhile though, I get a little crazy.  I attempt to step outside of my Hamburger Helper box and actually fix a meal.  Well, as close as I can get to “fixing a real meal.”  Today I had one of those wild hairs.

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The dream was kind of a bang (but that’s just a theory)

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I had a couple epiphanies Sunday morning.

Let me back up and explain.  Are you familiar with the sitcom Big Bang Theory?  If not, watch TBS on any given night.  That will catch you up.

There was not much programming on television last week.  Well, as always, something is always on but that something is not always worth watching.  I don’t even really watch anymore, I just need background noise for when I’m doing worthwhile endeavors like surfing YouTube videos and keeping up with my peeps via Facebook.

So, I turn on the television and pay no attention to it for the evening.  Or at least I think I do.  There is a chance that even when ignored the programming digs into my psyche and takes root.

Last week, I settled on BBT on TBS almost every evening I was online.  Did you know TBS plays it for three hours on Friday AND Saturday evening?

It does. And I had it on.

Late Saturday night or perhaps early Sunday morning, I had a dream.  A rather odd dream.  I dreamt the time was post-apocalyptic (if you have read more than one post in this blog you may realize that is a recurring theme in my dreams.   Don’t judge me.  Don’t analyze me.  Let’s stay focused on the post at hand here) and the BBT characters were the only survivors.  Well, the cast and the people in charge of the laugh track.  Because there was still laughter.

They were holed up in a local building here in my hometown that used to be a bank.  It’s a pretty white building in the “historic” (as historic as it can get when the town has been here for just over 100 years) downtown area.  I used to work across the street from it and daydreamed I could buy it and turn it into my own video production studio.  Ah, a different kind of dream.

As it is, the building is dilapidated and sits empty with boards in the windows.  It should be torn down.  But that’s another story.

Back to this story, the BBT cast holed up in this old building and tried setting up tents.  They couldn’t figure out how.  Enter Penny who just flipped the tent out of the box and it set itself up.  Cue laugh track.

The biggest laugh came when one of the characters (I’m assuming Howard) stated epiphany number one: the guys (all scientists) are handy to have around before the apocalypse (to maybe prevent it – even though they didn’t in this case) but not so helpful after the fact (when it came to surviving).

It was funnier when he said it.

Epiphany number 2 occurred after I woke up:  I really gotta lay off the BBT.  So, I’ll be watching something else this week.

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