Random Facts....XXXV111

The neighborhood is quiet since kids been in school now its the weekend ehhhhhhh

 

Spent the evening at the rest home visiting my father-in-law...

 

that reminds me I should check up on my old friend tomorrow to see if she made it through the week

 

Watching the shining on bbc

 

Some weird stuff is on tv.. but Im wearing regular clothes..

 

the train runs right through town several times a night..it has to cross 5 level crossings on the way through aprox 2 kilometers...at each crossing they are required to toot the train horn[whistle] for several seconds as they approach...some of the engineers are dicks and blow the fucking thing loud and long enough to wake up the whole town...i'm 2 blocks from the first crossing but i can hear the horn at all of them....all because the train creamed an elderly couple a few years ago

 

I take deep breaths when I hear the train whistle.... Its a sign you can breather better that new goods are being brought into town... Without the train, you no eat, no have clothing, no gas, no good stuff in the stores... Train good.. No matter the Species all have developed some form of train together to get things done.... As ants would build bridges with their bodies and pass things along..

The make elevators too..... This is some underground ant mound mold....

 

an old timer told me he didnt have to hear the news on the radio...he knew the economy was getting better when the railway started stacking the containers 2 to a car.....dont get me wrong...i like trains....for the most part i dont notice it anymore...the first week here i dont think i slept at all

 

I can hear the trains ....and the closest tracks in use are about ten miles away

 

me too.. there is a station and tracks less than a half mile away.

 

I get woke up more often from helicopters than trains

 

Tracks Are About 1/2 km Away And In A 70ft Deep Cutting, I Still Get A Lump

In My Stomach When I Hear A Long Whistle At 3-00am, And Think Yet Another Of My

Sheep Has Wandered Onto The Tracks, And Yielded To The Power Of A Locomotive....



Cheers Glen.

 

rf: I have almost completed the imbibement of two (2) bottles of wine.

I've had a long history of association with nearby railroad tracks. In my youth, rooming with my friend Frank, we lived about 40 feet from the tracks.

In Springfield, IL the tracks ran close to our housing complex. The sound of the train was kinda...comforting. I dunno why...

Here we don't hear the train very well. But I ride it every week day, and I know it's there when I need it.

My wife seems to have accepted that she no longer has control over me...ironic because she thought she could exert her final control, and found that she can't.

She's going to spend Sunday afternoon with an old male college friend, and I don't give a shit. Anybody she tries to have a relationship with is going to find out what she's really like eventually, no matter how hard she tries to hide it...

 

I Like That Post zen, It Really Came From The Heart...



Cheers Glen.

 

I love you too, Glen. :love:

But surely you know.

Two stinkin bottles of wine...so sad that it takes so much Al K. Hall to drop some pretenses. But that's just the way it is, innit?

Cheers, mate.

 

So okay, time to drain the bladder and get beaucoup sleep. Thanks friends for being here for me. See you again when I can get online...

 

Cheers Mate...



Cheers Glen.

 

The recycling center. It's happening today.

 

My young hippy neighbor just brought me over a bag of shrooms....;-D

 

^ That tops the recycling center.