Seriously autocorrect autocorrected me four times before I could even post last night so I gave up and passed out.
Apparently, I delayed posting and saved it as a draft. It was embarrassing funny and trust me I saved the world from my extreme crazy. I deleted it, but my rantings and extreme love affair with Hemingway made me laugh out loud. The planning of my scheme to drive to key west and steal a couple five finger Hemingway cats. Then a realization, why am I so damn muddy in my kitchen. Then a sudden craving for McDonald’s, but I’d have to Uber so I gave up on the Big Mac.
All I know is I made it to bed with a trail of my clothing and tears, up three stories. I blew off some much needed steam, wrote a blog post about cats and love, and at some point I was falling down outside in the rain. Once in a blue moon we all need to howl at the moon. I think I actually did that last night.
I guess the point as my husband says, “It’s like the bad kid in church, it’s funny unless you own it” and I’m never drinking again.
Oh….almost forgot, the picture attached to this post was the one I put there last night. Haven’t a clue why or what the hell I was thinking, but it was thought provoking this evening so I left it on the post….your welcome.
This is like finding water AND wine in the desert! Thank you for the visit and like…leading me to find you.
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This gave me a good giggle. I was back in my drunken youth again trying to type a barely ledgible sentence across the pond over this new fangled internetty thing to some really attractive girl.
Ah, the memories lol 🙂
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We speak truths many time with alcohol. I m guilty of the same Raymond.
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Guilty? Guilty?? No.. simply chilling. I like this thread, so I apologise for posting so frequently. There ought to be forum specifically dedicated to drunk people. Although it would be pretty busy.
Once or twice a week for me.
Here now, vodka and coke, Pat Metheny ticking away on the hifi, low lights, small village in rural England – I fell asleep listening to owls hooting last night, Pub closed now so all gone home – just me here. Little toot of something nice from somewhere. OK, I could be on my yacht watching the caribbean sunset, but actually, this just might be better. Like a chocolate pudding with just too much fudge sauce is too rich.
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The picture is definitely eye catching. Thanks for visiting and liking 3.1416 on 3/14/16.
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Oops. Maybe i should have one of those autocorrect things…
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No, I love raw post. They are more emotional and show you mind is flowing. I love it and never judge anyone’s writings ❤
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Well tonight, it’s me who’s completely shifaced and stoned. I live in the UK in case you’re wondering about the hour.
For ten years I’ve pondered and come to understand the condition of humanity. And it isn’t good. If you have children, then weep for theirs, and be concerned about the next five to ten years.
I’m very zoned listening to Karunesh am being puzzled.
There are no problems in the world, from bioversity depletion, to gross poverty, that cannot be attributed to our economic system. None. I don’t know what the alternative is, although I have some ideas, but there’s little chance of any emerging soon. So buckle up, remember that humanity is just a small, tiny integer on a very long time line of change and evolution of information, the length of which we can only imagine [and that’s why we are able to imagine]. So it doesn’t really matter what you think. or rather your contribution to the whole, whilst neccesary, was not noticable.
But what you imagined it to be – your vision and fuck everyone else’s – is of huge consequence, because from that will spring the next universe, borne of all of the visions of all of the people at that moment. Make it a positive one, hard as that might be.
Laugh more. As you probably are at this point at me. 🙂 It’s all a bit daft… I for one am still pondering.
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Love your candor and flowing thoughts! I love to read all the different perspectives. You comment is very thought provoking and yes, I’ve learned to find the humor and light even in darkness. Thank you so much for reading and following my blog.
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crap I posted before editing and its 6:28am here.
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First, I love this post. Second many of Hemmingways cats hve Kitler mustaches which in context of the post made me laugh out loud. Third, That pickter is crazy scary but also kinda funny. Fourth, I think I sort of love you.
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birds of a feather…
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Impossible to read this post and the ensuing comments without a smirk. 🙂
I had a six-toed cat once. She was just freakin awesome.
Great writing.
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Then you will love the one later. My cat is schizophrenic and I am certain trying to slowly kill me 😉 Thanks for reading my blog.
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lol one mad woman to another…thanks for coming bu so I could find your blog!
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How many cats did Hemingway have?
Nobody noes,
But they had lots of toes.
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He loved the way they multiplied.
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Reblogged this on thepageofdaniel and commented:
The painting ( ? ) at the post’s beginning is DEFINITELY a conversation starter. I took some photos at a local shop on the Square, & I will post THEM -IF I can get my ” smartphone ” to remember my e – mail address. Touch screen devices are NOT my friends.:)
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I’ve been drinking wine so this whole thing makes perfect sense.
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Just so you know, I would love to read a drunken post about Hemingway and cats.
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And yes I had been drinking replying to this post. I can be such a goober
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perhaps your blog is set to limit the number of comments. Anyway, stay well and kep pondering.
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The guessing? Even Einstein recognised the value of imagination. If it’s the last sentiment, who could love anyone/thing without knowing they/it lacks malice?
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I wish I could quote and Google the things I’d like to quote. Honesty Einstein does have the best quoted I can remember… Seriously, what did I do before Google. Entire blog on it’s own
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Einstein was a fascinating man who was so smart that he understood how the physical universe works. But he was even smarter, because he was also baffled by how it works, and our purpose within it. So he thought of things from both the physical and also the metaphysical perspectives. He is probably the only guest I would invite to my dinner party.
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Getting completely shitfaced is great. Once in a while. It combs all those noisy thoughts into straight lines, and allows you to write poetry. I do hate it though when I wake up the next morning and find that what I wrote exists in both the posted and the draft categories. How the fuck does that happen?
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And you start a completely different post my friend 😉
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Two ticks whilst I light and enjoy this tiny spliff. And try to come up with a catchy response to that. If I do this right, when I come back, I won’t care either way…
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Any then I agree with you 😉
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I mean that in a come in a musing
Way…after I posted a reply it sounded it a bit bitchy..when I said different post I meant we may share the same prospective, I love that… so I’m not the normal bitch….
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yes I guessed that. The first bit I mean. Never sensed a bitch. say what you feel, as long as it’s honest and without malice.
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That is the truest form of love of anything
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Read this. Hemingway brought me me. No fucking comma needed. https://mtaggartwriter.wordpress.com/2015/10/09/no-my-six-word-story/
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Got to love a friend who loves Papa
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A bottle of wine. A book. A room. cheers.
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Holy shit, that image is probably what Furries think they’re actually doing.
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Hahaha, I actually thought of Furries last night too. That’s way beyond my kind of crazy. I did a whole google research on strange fetishes for some reason. Furries scared me like clowns doing it.
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Oh, that’s just the beginning. You know what Bronies are, right? Fanboys for My Little Pony cartoons and toys? Well, some of them (called Cloppers) take it to a whole new sick level. I only know this because I spent WAY too much time on You Tube one night.
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