I Saved A Life Today~~Yawn  

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11/24/2005 7:10 pm

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I Saved A Life Today~~Yawn

November 24, 2005
Once again I've been disposed to the cause of a lessor one. My morning started per it's usual fresh ground coffee, shot of bourbon, and the Public Radio News. I didn't bother to check the condition of my Hero outfit having no indication that this day would require yet one more sacrifice.
I got the new treadmill set up and running in the basement and it did wear me out while I watch my cat as she put 10 miles on it. Wheew! If I hadn't of had the fifth of Jose Guervo to keep me sane I might of committed a major pawpaw and gotten on the treadmill, a truly dire prospect. I have noted some benefit gained from the purchase of the treadmill and Bowflex Extreme 2. Having them in the basement has tended to keep me upstairs more now to where I have better access to the ice maker for mixed drinks.
Once KitKat seemed satisfied with the treadmills performance we determined that it was time for us to prepare our Thanksgiving Day feast. I drove up to the Super WalMart, circling the parking lot for about an hour until one of the parking spaces nearest the doors that wasn't reserved for those lazy, whining, self-absorbed, handicapped people opened up. I thanked the greeter for the shopping cart, pulled out my grocery list, and started. All was well until I was standing in front of the frozen turkey display case and overheard a woman telling another shopper that she didn't think her bird was going to thaw in time for her to cook.
Deflated, head down and forelorn, I shuffled out of the store empty handed and empty bellied. While cursing the gods under my breath for the inconsiderate companies that freeze all those turkeys, knowing that folks would sooner or later have to thaw them out before cooking I shuddered at the sheer gall of those faceless and greed hungry corporate suits. Their disregard for others, careless planning, and indifferent manner forced me to miss my thanksgiving dinner and caused me to lessen the number of turkeys killed to feed the mouths of so many. At least one was saved, it lives now, as I write this, my stomach growls, but that turkey struts about safe in it's pen, death having narrowly missed. I think I'll put my Hero suit on and go down to the new Mexican place in town. Drink Margaritas, eat spicey food, and tell anyone who'll listen ( and understands english) that once again, the battle was won.


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