August 14, 2021 by sandwichcontrol
With all those used slices of cucumber at the spa.
And then selling the sandwiches back to the customers at an exorbitant price.
It’s either that or I start my own comicbook shop.
Those are my only two life paths.
Unless you want to send me to baking school.
Then I can add “be a baker” to that list.
The word of the day is: Poop.
|[ poop ]|
a superstructure at the stern of a vessel.
verb (used with object)
(of a wave) to break over the stern of (a ship).
to take (seas) over the stern.
I had all these great plans and ideas about taking the photo on a ship with me standing on the poop deck.
And then life reminded me that I don’t have time for such things.
So here is poop picture of me not pooping but being pooped and needing to poop but it’s just not ready to be poop outside of my body yet.
Yesterday was a very long day.
At the end of a very long week.
I was seriously pooped.
Mostly I just drove a lot.
Which my legs thought about appreciating given that it was leg day, but they decided to be grumpy about all the sitting we did in the car.
Lots of me slowly straightening my legs as I unfold out of the car.
Today I had plans to play some disc golf and then work in the yard, but it can’t decide if it’s actually gonna rain.
So I’ll just fly by the seat of my pants today.
Oh, and don’t forget it’s Free Comic Book Day.
Go support your local shop.
Or, if you live in the River Valley, drive to Fayetteville and hit up Rock Bottom because our local comic shop “didn’t want to mess with FCBD”.
Tomorrow I rest.
See ya’ tomorrow.
More soon. ~SC
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