There’s this poem I read in the summer after my eighth grade year when I was in the Summer Enrichment Program down at U of O. For years now it has haunted me because I can’t remember much about it other than I like it. Oh, and that it started with something like “I’m thinking of committing suicide off the bridge behind my house…,” ended with the repetition of “the grackles, the grackles, the grackles” and that the author’s name might have been Spanish.
Sweet bejezuz, I’m turning into one of my customers! Still, if you know what I’m talking about, please email me. Please. This has been killing me for years! It was a funny poem. Yes, it was. A funny poem starts with talking about committing suicide. It is not as weird as it sounds.
Anywho, moving on. Um, yeah. So the poem talks about the incessant sound of the grackles and last night it was all about the incessant sound of the phone ringing with questions about the ponies.
And about whether or not we were a completely legal operation, “‘Cause I had this friend who did this off-shore betting and he lost a lot of money when they didn’t pay out…”
Dude, we’re not that kind of gambling organization. The states invite us in. Unlike the mob we don’t just move in and take over!
Unless we are the mob, and I’ve been brainwashed by watching the ponies run and run. Oh, the ponies, the ponies, the ponies. Everything is Zen if you’re watching the ponies.
Well, it’s Zen unless you’re dealing with blogger—which I’ve been doing. I’m so tired of all the log in problems and weird post ickiness I’ve dealt with since the new blogger program took affect. I’m going to start looking into alternative programs today between calls and see if I can come up with some sort of alternative.
Of course that means teaching this old pony some new tricks, a questionable thing when one has been brainwashed by the mob.
If there are any of you out there who would like to share your expertise in the ways of Wordpress or other programs, please drop me an email. I value you knowledge and direction.
In return, I’ll tell you how to bet on the ponies and win.*
*The answer to this being, don’t bet on the ponies at all. You may not make any new money, but you didn’t lose any either.
3 comments:
People always have Blogger problems. I almost never do. Not even the littlest bit. I don't get it. I use Firefox - could that be it?
Wordpress rocks and IMO is pretty easy to use!
Since you're into the ponies now,I think you might like Tilly Bagshawe's Showdown(especially now that it's in paperback-easier to take to work!). There's alot of great info on horse racing and breeding,plus loads of fun soap opera intrigue:)
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