Nightvision on: The owl & the WAW

[GoatGal]

Rayzzz,

Thanks for stopping by my thread while I was MIA in GAL-Land!
I have been checking up on you, seeing what life is like in the Bat-Cave these days. I keep tabs on everybody... just been in incognito mode.

I see there has been some hoodie-sniffing, some tee shirts on order,
("Yes, I TOO Have SLID BACKWARDS and All I Got Was This Lousy Tee-Shirt!),
some realizations, and a bit of evolution for the Bat.

R: "Gigong was outside at a park. I know! Just like them David Carradine from Kung-Fu. "Hiyaa!" My other one is weekend Kareoke (you should hear my Maroon 5 "pay phone" I slaughter it but it feels so good!")"

Batman has now morphed with Grasshopper and Adam Levine. I wonder what he looks like these days!!!
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R: "Pressing on with DBing...pressing on..."
For some reason, that Jack White song really depressed me.

So I invite you to check out "Lee Press-On and the Nails"!
A little more upbeat, if you don't mind my suggestion.

All that "twisting the knife" and "smashing fingers" is way too much like the stations of the cross for love, IMHO. Very lurid.
I'm sticking with the vision of you sniffing the hoodie...

Oh great. Now I've got that scene with Dennis Hopper in "Blue Velvet" stuck in my head.

Changing the subject;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;!
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R: "I found where my "home" is now in separation. Its wherever I am with my kids. These 3 weeks have been brutal..."

I know it's brutal and I'm so sorry. But I'm glad you realized that home is where the heart is, and that's with your kids.
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R: "I was just in so much pain and was stewing a bit...told her " hope you like the revenge you are taking out on me in this separation..." and here's a classic one "well its YOUR life...you chose this(separation)...don't complain to me when its hard"

I've done the same. More than once. And GUBU still speaks to me.
He's unhappy... we both know it now and I think he wants ME to ask him to come home, but NO CAN DO, GUBU.
He's not even close to being anywhere close to being near anything I need him to be.
As they say, "He's not done baking yet."
I think he keeps popping out of the oven before the timer goes off.
(You know, they never do get cooked all the way through that way and I always like the crunchy bits best. I think there is also a health hazard if they're undercooked. I guess I should invest in a thermometer to make sure sure it's safe.)

Anyhow, I'd rather be alone, thankyouverymuch.

But it does kind of make me chuckle to myself when he wants me to feel sorry for him being lonely, or he gets mad at me because I'm so much happier than he is!
I know that was not in his plan.

La-dee-dah and There Ya Go, GUBU.
You got what you wanted and you're not happy?
Oh well... See ya!

I don't need to rub it in. I tried that before but it backfired.
Now I just continue to be happy and let him continue to be miserable.
If he wants to change this, he will.
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Wonka: "It looks like you forgot your STFU bottle, eh."
Yep. Been there and save me a tee-shirt, will ya?
I like the "Baby Doll" style, Extra Large.

I think you sometimes have a bottle, but it's got a different label on it, right? I think---YES!
Better keep a flask of STFU in your back pocket at all times.
You never know when it might come in handy. Works for me!
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And with that, I thought of you when I ordered my "new" (vintage) Tenor Guitar.
It's an old-timey thing, an instrument that started back in the old days when jazz bands were transitioning from banjos to guitars. (Way before anything electric was happening. Which is the stuff I like.)
There aren't many around now, and there is some great vintage stuff on eBay. I try not to look...

It was a natural transition from being a guitar player, to a ukulele player, to a vintage jazz/blues player....

I should get it today and I am psyched.

I'll let you know how it goes!
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Meanwhile, in my mind's eye I am putting Grasshopper legs on Batman and handing him a microphone...

(And yes, I can see him onstage, turning his back to have a hoodie sniff, and a shot from his hidden flask of STFU juice! Keeping it on the down low so the audience doesn't get wise.... )

Keep on hanging--upside down!

Your Pal,

---GGG
(TRIPLE G!)