Wednesday, February 20, 2019

"...with fries"


Snowed today. We got the edge of that giant storm that's burying the mid-west, and east. We're on the now warmer ocean so the snow stops about 20 to forty miles from the City. It always literally makes a "U" around us then keeps going. We're a heat sink as is the whole eastern coast.

However for the 3rd time this winter a few inches got through,...folks were amazed. If not for the changed climate we'd be at this moment in a major blizzard here. As it is it changed to sleet frozen rain. 

I'm taking this otherwise glum opportunity to re-schedule my hospital appointment. I can't walk in this, and don't want to pay for a damned cab. I really didn't want to go anyway. 

They'd just poke blood me hack at my wound infer there's more horrors to come smile, and tell me to come back for more.

Mostly I just sleep sit stare, and sleep. 

I watch doucs on Netflix about happy New Age rich people having fun. I watch these to see the people in the back-ground. I observe their expressions while their masters are getting the major face time.

Usually their masters are on about assorted health obsessions, and their latest gurus. Meanwhile I'm looking at their slaves. Mostly blank faced,...to keep their jobs. They stay blank,...but sometimes it comes through. A look a small gesture,...it's there.

When the revolution comes these guys are going to hack these shits to pieces. The masters will be cooked up in their own 2 Million Buck kitchens, and the help will chow down.

I come away somehow refreshed after these.

2 comments:

  1. Maybe someone should dramatize the Morlock cooking show, like in a movie or on pirate TV. It might help start a trend.

    Z

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  2. This whole thing just makes me hungry.

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