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cats away

i took my troubles down to madam ruth well not really but i did take my cat down to animal control. you see i have to many cats so i thought one of them will have to go deciding witch one to give away wasnt hard the pregnant one has got to go i know it seems cruel to put a woman out when shes full of babys but being known as the cat lady isnt so great either besides i already have seven cats suppose each of them have seven kits that might be good for meeting men on their way to st ives but do you think they would date a cat lady. cat woman maybe. cat lady i dont think so. well the burly looking lady. yes she was burly looking , takes one look at the cat and says did you feed this cat .i wanted to say no the cats fat because shes retaining water .i should have said what the hell does that got to with it take the damn cat. what i did manage was a weak yes.she looks down at me, did i mention that she was burly, and says you fed it its yours. i said yes maam.i took her to the animal told them i found it and they said they cant take founded cats so iam stuck with a cat thats about to drop a load and the other cats dont like her maybe thats why she went out and got pregnant she wanted to have someone to love that ll love her nah she was just a cat in heat and iam the cat lady

a rose

have you ever watch single rose in a vase its a beauty to behold. no i am not trying to be a poet the rose i am thinking about is my brother. he was diagnose with liver cancer and the doctor said he had only three months to live.well the doctor call it right three months later my brother died. like a rose in a vase my brother slowly faded away from me. he was strong but his strenght his reasoning and his ability to comunicate fell away like petals from a rose.i wont dwell on his dying too much. i still have the memories of all the good times, the funny times, and the hard times i gave him when we were little he was my big brother thats what little sisters do give their big brothers a hard time.well i guess now you know why i havent written in a while. anyway remember to stop and apreciate the beauty around you and if you have a big brother gave him a big hug and while you are doing that sneak a kick me sign on his back and if you have a little brother well just give him a nougie

sayifah's rant

sayifah's rant did this month started out with a bang or what? every body that went quail hunting with dick cheney says what.bang of course.i dont maybe some yelled duck and instead of bending down he went hmmm duck, hey thats a bigger bird.i guess the next time they get taste for quail theyll go to krogers.the hunters say the farm raised birds dont taste as good as the wild ones and they say the same about turkeys but until they find a flock of turkeys thatll stay still long enough for me to hit them with my grocery cart ill keep buying my poultry from the supermarket.its agood thing they werent hunting wild boar(no not Jimmy Carter)i have heard that if you miss them they will attack you and running for a tree isnt the same as running for office.running around shooting a gun like he was in the army.i had to say that because my son is a marine semper fi

For old times sake

When I wrote pennies from 7-11 I thought about the old days-ancient history to some of you -when I imaged the picture of someone wearing a penny on their ankle thie was something that you would see on older women a penny with a hole in it secured by a string to an ankle I think brass was suppose to have had magical or curative powers so brass was worn as jewelry as bracelets and such brass the poor mans gold was the blingbling of the day.i lived in a black world in the segregated south. When I say black I mean everybody that I met or dealt with was black.the teachers were Black the mailman was Black the storekeeper and the lady that owned the restaurant were Black the evil doctor with the giant needles and the stethoscope that he kept in the refrigerator was Black and even the nurses with the popsicle sticks that didn't have any popsicles on them -open wide ,fer what you done ate the popsicle now you want put the stick in my mouth.with all the things that was going on back then on one considered what type of life we kids were experiencing had playground squabbles we climbed mulberry trees and picked blackberries got to school on time worried about tests and hated the food in the lunchroom.i guess on the other side of town white kids were living a life similar to mine. Back then life in the south was like the TV shows every thing was in black and white

Pennies from seven -eleven

My plp jar is filling slowly but surely-plp means parking lot pennies-but I haven't been picking up to many lately I think penny harvesting is tied to the price of gas when the price of gas went up the the amount of pennies dropped went down the price of gas is always round off to the nearest dollar so if the price says 2.55.9 you pay 2.56.00. there goes my penny.at this rate if you drop apenny the penny will actually jump back into your hand and say you idiot you need me why do you treat me like this I remember when you would put a hole in me and wear around your ankle and remember how you would nail me to your doorsill for good luck and how about the times when we was young wild and phone calls was only a dime you would cut my ridge off to make phone calls from the phone booth remember phone booths then you started to ignore me and just throw me into to your cars ashtray or leave me in a dresser draw or leave me in the take a penny leave a penny tray at the store counter a tray that seems to always have the same amount of pennies every day. Now here you are needing me again to fill your desires to run wild at the local wal-mart- I saw two women fighting there the other day.i said dang they be banging at the wal.-any way now that we are back together treat me nice but if you start dropping me remember I know that there's someone looking to pick me up and take me home

we didnt start the fire

the weatherman says its going to rain today it rained and hailed earlier this week. i wonder what went through the mind of the first human to encounter hail he probaly looked up an thought the thing that goes in the mouth to stop the inside hurt and makes the below me soft is about to fall down. imagine his surprise when the ice started to hit him he probaly ran across the fields thinking the boom,boom people in the way up there is throwing rocks at him. after making it to a safe tree he thinks the 'people in the way up there' must be angry at me but why. i will leave my catch here for them and when they see me go hungry to make them happy they will stop. it does, and he goes home to his family and they say it is good that you did that because we were scare when we saw the hard cold stuff fall. we should offer things to them whenever they become angry at us because we must have done something wrong. it was like that then and its is like that now when volcano erupts in an deserted area its just nature but when an volcano erupts and people get killed its god punishing the people. the same is said for earthquakes tsunamis and drought even though these things have been occurring long before people lived in the places where these things happen. you cant blame god because you built your house in a bad neighborhood. and you cant blame the boom,boom people in the way up there.