Video For Another Cold Freaking Morning

Wake up, put the dog out–brrrrr.  Another morning with the mercury on the wrong side of zero. Take the girls to school at 7–or, worse–to the gym at 5:50–that cushy leather upholstery in the truck sucks every ounce of heat from my butt. (two words: heated seats).  I don’t wish my life away, and I know that soon enough it will be muddy, squishy, rainy spring, but it doesn’t hurt to have a little taste of summer now.

By JunkChuck

Native, Militant Westsylvanian (the first last best place), laborer, gardener, and literary hobbyist (if by literary you mean "hack"). I've had a bunch of different blogs, probably four, due to a recurring compulsion to start over. This incarnation owes to a desire to dredge up the best entries of the worst little book of hand-scrawled poems I could ever dream of writing, salvageable excerpts from fiction both in progress and long-abandoned. and a smattering of whatever the hell seems to fit at any particular moment. At first blush, I was here just to focus on old, terrible verse, but I reserve the right to include...anything. Maybe everything, certainly my love of pulp novels, growing garlic, the Pittsburgh Steelers and howling at the moon--both figuratively and, on rare occasions, literally.

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