But still the shade of Hunter S Thompson visits from time to time, in the dark dead of the night.
"What's with all the whispering in there, JS?" my glamorous girlfriend calls from the bedroom.
"Aaahh, what else, it's Thompson's ghost again, still trying to pull me back in."
"Don't listen to him," she warns, drowsily. But it's too late. HST is slipping me the inside signal. "Rove's got a new plan.... No, not that ham-fingered, helmeted 6k chorus binge down at the border -- that's a diversion -- like Patton's army at Dover. No, this is the big dice tumblin' here... watch for Rove's roll, maybe as soon as next Friday..."
I peg an inkwell at him, and he vanishes. I'm not gonna get re-hooked. Cheney or no Cheney, I'm a big-picture guy now, scanning the distant horizon for thunderheads.
Comments (5)
In the big picture vein, here's an instructive picture on the fate that awaits those who would follow triangulators.
Posted by J. Alva Scruggs | May 18, 2006 9:35 PM
Posted on May 18, 2006 21:35
I have a similar problem with a raven that perches on the bust of E.V. Debbs above my chamber door.
Posted by AlanSmithee | May 19, 2006 1:09 PM
Posted on May 19, 2006 13:09
hey j alva and alan
unlike me
sane as the morning sun
u both need
a padded .....chamber
Posted by jsp | May 19, 2006 2:00 PM
Posted on May 19, 2006 14:00
Can mine come without squirrels? You don't know the horror, JSP, until you've seen them leering at you and . . . chittering.
Posted by J. Alva Scruggs | May 19, 2006 3:35 PM
Posted on May 19, 2006 15:35
Aren't red-tail hawks also called "Chickenhawks ?" If so, it couldn't be more appropriate to see who is making a meal of who...
Posted by alsis39.9 | May 20, 2006 11:49 AM
Posted on May 20, 2006 11:49