About the Mason Hell-Cat experience
I marvel at the finer things in life…pottery by L Ron Hubbard, the smudge mark that pens leave on whiteboards after you rub off a piece of text with your finger, paper-clip hanging mobiles, and the speed in which dvds eject out of modern dvd players.
i dont know what to say. i typed in “long hair”, when what i meant was “keanu reeves + long hair”. i ended up here. and i love it. thank you.
Welcome aboard starship-HellCat.
Was flipping the little gadget thingy to fast forward from my website (monerai.wordpress.com) and bumped into yours and began to read. I kept noticing that you referred negatively to older people beginning with the hunt for a roommate and followed up in the toothbrush golf outing. At first I was slightly offended (I’m 66,) but by the 3rd hole in the golf game, my pride at not giving into the foolish wanderings of youth (hey, I’m staying with my manually powered brush) was shoved aside by my snickering and a good belly laugh or two.
Love your stuff and book-marked your page for continued reading. Keep up the great work.
-Bill
Glad you didn’t take too much offence to my drivvle Bill. I’ll go check out your blog and see what kind of stuff the old folk are into these days.
Thanks for stopping by.
Hmmm… as an old fella, I’d warn you that I know where you drink, so i’ll buy you one next time i’m there. But you’ll just have to put up with that slightly damp odour and the zwit-zwit sound the waders make when i walk around.
Ace mace.
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