Tuesday, August 14, 2007

You might as well skip this post ..

'cause you will gain absolutely nothing by reading it.

Thanks to all of you who commented and wished me and my back well. I'm still on the mend and this computer chair still hurts like hell, but here are a few random thoughts from head to tide you over until I can stomach a real post.

1) The size of the turkey feather stuck in a guy's cowboy hat is directly proportional to his being an ass. The bigger the plumage the bigger the ass. Same goes for belt buckles. And what are you proving when you were spurs out the the bar? All observation made from a country bar I went to the night before the back gave out.

2) You can only lie on your back staring at the ceiling for so long before your thoughts turn to jelly. I've tried to write scenes in my head but so far every thought I've had withers and dies. Maybe it is the muscle relaxers.

3) I'm not as young as I used to be. Both number 1 and 2 led me to this conclusion.

4)I'm going to be a really grouchy old man.

12 comments:

Bluefingers said...

I will still be your friend, well, as long as Jen is alive I will be your friend. If something ever happens to her I do not want to be around you. Especially if you are old and decrepit at the time.

I will let your boys deal with you. I know friends are supposed to be friends to the end, but "for reals" now..

Yes, you are probably very cranky and tell Jen I have a box of muscle relaxers on the way via DHL...

LOL..

Hope you get better soon and take a few more of those damn pills so you stop bugging everyone else. I can only imagine.

As a matter of fact, as a nurse I should never say this, but maybe you should take one or two of those with a shiner bock.

Please don't tell the nursing board about this post.

Yours,
Me

Bubblewench said...

Welcome to getting old.

B.E. Sanderson said...
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B.E. Sanderson said...

Sorry to hear about your back. That truly sucks. (Been there myself a few times, so I can empathize.)

Another key factor in determining ahead of time whether a guy in a bar is going to be an ass is: His assness is inversely proportional to how far he is below average height. (Provided he's not a 'little person' - then the rule doesn't apply.) This is called short-man syndrome. And combining it with alcohol magnifies the effect.

Disclaimer: If any short male alcoholic agents are reading this, please understand I'm joking. ;o)

Jenn said...

I have been married to this tall goof ball for a long time. I know the small guy thing they seem to find the biggest guy in the bar...usually Travis and start stuff. Then they are dealing with Travis and Travis' mouth which is usually a pretty funny outcome.

What is it with these guys and their turkey feathers in their cowboy hats? Must be a young people thing.

We also went to this said bar that when Travis and I were in college it had a dress code. They do not have one now. Back in the day you had to have a button up shirt with a collar, pants, no shorts, and your shirt had to be tucked in.

Travis had on shorts, tennis shoes, and a coyote ugly t-shirt.
Plus they let in 18 and older. Minors in a bar...that did not happen my freshman and soph. years of college. That is not right

We went because a band we like played there instead of the Golden Light. I think we have passed the bar scene years.

I am at this conclusion from either the crazy people at the bar or Travis dancing one night and went to the ER the next day for a bad back.

Man I guess we are old.

Brooke said...

Oh lordy, I want some of whatever they gave you!

Jenster said...

Muscle relaxers are NOT conducive to writing good scenes, I'm thinking.

Glad you're on the mend.

WordVixen said...

Jenn, I totally want to go hang out with you guys at a bar now.

Travis- obviously everyone does the opposite of what you say (you say not to read, we read and comment)- so maybe you should tell people to not send you a lot of money?

Travis Erwin said...

Okay I'm game. Don't send me any money. :)

Dawn said...

I'm a heartless, self-centred person, Travis! I completely missed your bad back announcement. Well, I'm here now so let me just dump a sack load of grapes, sweets and magazines beside you and hope that it rapidly improves.

Be thankful you're not a centipede!

Tena said...

"I'm not as young as I used to be."

Hon, none of us is.

I'm so sorry about your back and the crappy treatment at the hospital. Hope you're feeling better today.

notsostonecold said...

Where do we send that money?
As for Jen, I seem to recall a story about a certain "minor" in the bar who wasnt even smart enough to learn how to spell the name on her borrowed fake id.