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Drunk.
(Linoleum Cut).
Drunk.
Not to drink just to catch a little buzz ,
No!
To get wasted beyond recognition,
to wake up the next morning,
asking where am I?
Who am I?
Not to say,
Im never going to drink that much again,
No!
That is for pussies,
if you plan on getting drunk for the night,
week,
what ever ,
do it in a way,
that will make all the drunks of the past smile,
have them say,
now that's a person ,
that can make even us here in the graves proud!
And even if the soil is wet and cold,
it warms our hearts knowing,
there is at least one person above,
that knows what it takes to be a,
(Drunk)!
Steve.D.Hammond.
Finally finished - it's in the washer as we speak!
Blogged: blueberrygabs.blogspot.com/2011/02/drunk-love-quilt-finis...
Yesterday I stumbled across some sunflowers on my walk home from work. Lucky me I also came across some honey bees that were literally drunk off the pollen. They could barely fly, it made for some good shots tho 📷
These Rose of Sharon bushes have made so many blooms this year, I stop and stare with amazement every time I walk by. I watched this bee crawl out of the center of this bloom, completely covered with pollen. Then when he tried to fly away and fell down repeatedly, I couldn't decide if he was too drunk to fly or too overloaded to fly.
Home on the grange? It looks like I slipped into a prairie shack series. More abandoned farmstead homes northeast of Longmont, Colorado west of I-25 north to Wyoming. Living here provides a great view across the prairie. Some drunk Hispanics beat us here and how do you clean tagging on native wood lap siding walls? Even the chimney bailed. Prairie land, indeed! This old tumbleweed trapping homestead (anything traps tumbleweeds) was along the rural route and shot earlier then Pelican Pond house as the sky was beginning to develop. The rent is a bargain for Colorado's Front Range! This could be an ideal day to hang some clothes to dry out on the line... especially if a breeze comes up. It's close to the house. The day tapped us out by noon after all the road tripping and scurrying around. Even eDDie got tapped out. Clouds were starting to stream in from the divide and punch up the afternoon sky after a mid-day crash. Time to bail again!
eDDie tracked me down Friday night and after breakfast with [Wyoming Wanderer] Frank, eDDie and I trekked out to shacks directly along I-25 and I almost filled my film card for the very first time with these collapsing shacks. We accidentally hit unexpected killer skies developing in middle morning. If spring drops some rain, I'd suggest some drop here. It doesn't look like April yet! Boy, I better shed my jacket pretty soon! The windows are open to let the morning breezes through.
Boy has the weather ever jumped around wildly in the valley and here we are enjoying another bomb tornado. Yesterday, we hit 79 in the area. We may get a couple of inches on the ground now but have another really special winner for Nebraska and the upper mid-west.
Village Drunk.
Exaspérations radicales expurgées buvant des idées implacables propageant des histoires d'intellect le plus vif insensé philosophique désespéré soif implacable,
fanatični pogovori silgizmi strasti grozne despotične smejoče strasti barbarska eksistenca anarhistične misli lahkotna borba,
feire decadent feasting truncating måter ennobled ufordøyelig væske smattering poesi regenerere sult forgiftning mørkere vegger,
manische Herzen furiose psychotische Enthusiasmen lähmende Dämonen halluzinierende Straßen korrumpierende Stimmen grandiose Visionen Wahrnehmungsgefühle,
comhráite ilroinnte smaoineamh fiáin tromchúiseach mothúcháin dianseasmhach hyperacusis taitneamh dian gníomhartha paranoid idiosyncratic,
il fulgore di energia impennata brilla le feste di fischi volanti delizie stati clinici fluttuanti dulazioni malinconia irregolare malattia sensibile,
恐ろしい陰影絶望的な悪魔外部的な無限感情的な複雑な心の変化の条件絡みつく精神的な精神病不安定な陶酔的な破壊的な方法.
Steve.D.Hammond.
Drunk tree at the Jug Bay Wetlands Sanctuary on the Railroad Bed Trail. Date of picture is 10 April 2015.
"I drink therefore I am" - W.C. Fields
Having quite a fast stream of drops agitates the water surface and I guess this is what pushes the rebound off the vertical.
Reached Explore #434
Sometimes, you drink the bottle.
Other times, the bottle drinks you.
No, I don't really know what that means. It's a... uhh, it's a puzzle. You should think about it. Ponder the enigma. Savor the mystery.
Walking home the subway takes me underground
Footsteps echo as my head turns around
With shadows to be seen falling at both ends
At not being afraid I do pretend
For very soon the sun shall drop
As scuffling noises make you stop
And the moon will drift in and out behind clouds
Leaving darkness to fall on your face like a shroud
A darting cat screams and makes you swear
With your heart pumping and rising hair
Close enough now to see the light in your hall
A cry from the devil goes up , the banshee call
Where have you been to this time you skunk
By the smell of the drink you`re truly drunk
As my mind goes back to that cold subway underground
Such hardness and harshness you dreamed lived above ground
..................... Copyright (c) Rodney Harrison 2014