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Will it be warmer?
Will it be warmer?
Sitting at my desk the cold river flows south towards the city, the remnets of are snow storm linger on the banks and there is a real chill in the air when I walked out for the morning paper. Then an offer comes from a neighbor, an elderly lady who has a home down south. "Would you be willing to drive me down to Florida?" Hmmmmm, an offer that is almost impossible to refuse. "Sure, I have no impending deadlines and not many calls from the paper when do you want to leave?" "How about the day after New Year's, we can take a few days travelling down and enjoy the ride. I hate to go alone and I know you are semi-retired, so I thought I would ask,: she smiles at me. Shirly is in her mid 80's, a widow and I think has the means for a lovely home here and also on the sandy beach.
So, why not take off for a few days, get some rays and take a drive, eat out, have a laugh or two and see some new country. Perhaps there are a few women, hot babes, mature ones down in the south who would love the company of a single guy for a few hours, a day, a week, or a lifetime? Why not, things are slow here, no bells or whistles, no Pavoritti singing from the open window. Never can tell when life will change.
If you are from down Florida way and read my blog, let me know, dinner is on me!
11/28/2006 6:37 pm
Well so you found it....this little lonley blog all forgotten...so here is a little story for you....|
Jack wakes up with a huge hangover after the night at a business function. He forces himself to open his eyes and the first thing he sees is a couple of aspirins next to a glass of water on the side table.
And, next to them, a single red rose!
Jack sits down and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and pressed.
Jack looks around the room and sees that it is in perfect order, spotlessly clean. So is the rest of the house.
He takes the aspirins, cringes when he sees a huge black eye staring back at him in the bathroom mirror and notices a note on the table:
"Honey, breakfast is on the stove, I left early to go shopping - Love you!!" He stumbles to the kitchen and sure enough, there is hot breakfast and the morning newspaper.
His son is also at the table, eating. Jack asks,
"Son...what happened last night?" "Well, you came home after 3 am, drunk and out of your mind. You broke the coffee table, puked in the hallway and got that black eye when you ran into the door."
"So, why is everything in such perfect order, so clean, I have a rose my breakfast is on the table waiting for me?"
His son replies, "Oh, THAT!...Mom dragged you to the bedroom and when she tried to take your pants off, you screamed, "Leave me alone, b*tch, I'm married!!!
Broken table - $200
Hot breakfast - $5
Red Rose bud - $3
Two aspirins - $0.25
Saying the right thing, at the right time... Priceless
I just started reading your blogs...and I have really enjoyed them...I hope you enjoy the joke
We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars. ~Oscar Wilde