Parrots @ MindSay

so i've crossed over to the dark side.

not on purpose of course. but it happened i don't know when

and i don't know hot but yesterday i talked about weddings.

and not just simple talk like "oh i hate weddings"

nope while talking to my friend I told her that if i ever get

married she would be my maid of honor. Then we went in to full blown discriptions

of how our weddings would be

sure the plans included pirates michael jackson, one white glove and parrots

and yes we were joking around but still, i'm afraid that the wedding bug as gotten to me.

next thing you know my blog entries will be about the perfect length for wedding vails

and how to look you best on the big day.. Oh God..

ahh got to go before i think to much

 

peace

And a good time was had by all. That’s my story and I’m stickin’ to it.





Looks like the tryptophan is kickin’ in…



Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz………

Ahoy, mateys! In me search fer how the hell one’s ta talk like a pirate, seein’s how me mentor and favorite pirate of all time, Cap’n Jack, is one of the more literate and sophisticated of’n the pirate breed, me took a stroll over ta that Cap’n Slappy place ta see if I could pick up some pointers on how ta talk like the less sophisticated of’n the pirate society.

Now, me aint inclined ta take much issue with’n Cap’n Slappy on nary a subject, ‘ceptn his obscene and udderly uncalled for comment on the parrot issue. Me fer one, is all fer a ‘Talk Like a Parrot Day,’ and me masturbatin’ parrot, Nort is in total agreements here. And fer ye information, Cap’n Slappy that was the PARROT singin’ at the damn Jimmy Buffet concert. What kinda authenticated pirate would say a blasphemin’ thing such as “The best parrots are the ‘stuffed/dead’ ones?!” AAARRRRRRRR!!! And take note, Cap’n Slappy, that was typed in ALL CAPS.

Me is thinkin’ this Cap’n Slappy feller could be some sort o’ imposture er somethin’, cause no true pirate would dare to say such a thing. Let me hereby make it known amongst the brethren, a challenge has been issued. Me be gettin’ over this here cold real soon now. The next time our ships be seein’ each other in some unfortunate port town ripe fer the plunderin,’ me and me fine feathered parrot here be takin’ ya on Cap’n Slappy, 2 on 1…me may even let me parrot take ya on all by herself, cause me thinks she could take ya on with one wing tied behind her back. Better be gettin’ yer swash buckled up real good, Cap’n!

And in case ye didn’t KNOW, Cap’n Slappy, The Golden Nasal Polyp is the name of me OWN fine ship. So don’t be gettin’ no ideas of takin the name on for some wussy sailboat ye looted off’n some poor sucker down there off the Bahamian beach. er you’ll be lookin’ at ANOTHER tangle with me parrot, and me don’t thinks that when she gets done with ya in our next encounter, that there’ll be enough of ya left to make too good a showin’ at a SECOND duel.

Now that me made me formal statement on behalf of pirates and parrots everywhere across the seas (and countin’ all thems in the prisons too, poor dogs), and in honor of the most honorable ‘Talk Like a Pirate Day,’ me be goin’ to find some more cold remedy fer me golden nasal polyps.

“Norton! WHERE’S the RUM?!”

This has been a fabulous day off – I’ve done absolutely NOTHING but eat, watch movies and surf. Oh yeah, I took a nap too – I can’t even REMEMBER the last time I slept during daylight hours unless I was sick. I hope it has been as pleasant for everyone else.

I owe Myclette  an apology. She said her daughter had never seen a firefly, so I posted her a pic of a beetle that’s related to them. I’d erroneously labeled it a lightning bug before I realized that it wasn’t one, but posted it instead of the correct one because it was still labeled as the lightning bug. My dear Myclette , please forgive my error, and rest assured that THIS is a lightning bug…for real – I know because it glowed at me! I hope one day before she’s grown, your daughter can see a yard full of nature’s own fireworks in the form of these fascinating little gems!



On another note, for all those who are greatly entertained by stories about my masturbating parrot, here she is, in all her perverted glory, with her love toy, making fireworks of her own this evening.



Here’s an updated pic of my humble pond. I had planted some gorgeous ferns from the creek side to cover the hose on the far side, but Thumper has considered them very tasty and has now eaten all but about one frond. The Elephant Ear may have the entire back yard taken over by end of summer…it’s awesome! Slugs had just about eaten all my flowers that start with an S (sorry, I can’t spell it and am too lazy to get up and look it up) but are now enjoying their regular doses of Budweiser in jar lids, instead of my flowers. For those who’ve never tried it, believe me, it works! Cheap beer in shallow pans or lids – draws slugs like crap draws flies, is not harmful to other forms of wildlife and is cheap. Plus your conscience has the advantage of knowing the vile creatures died with a smile on their slimy faces. I think the chipmunks may also be partaking of some of it, as they seem to party an awful lot. If you look closely, you can see a chipmunk hole in the lower right corner. Birds have been sitting on the sticks I have placed across the water and drinking, and some hop around in the greenery looking for bugs.





I’ve been trying ever since I put the fish in the pond, to get a shot of them, but am afraid this is the best I’m going to get. All 4 of them are in here, though discerning the black one will take quite an eye for detail (he’s swimming right beside the calico – he IS there, I SWEAR!). I’m planning on getting some light colored river rocks for the bottom so we can see them all better from above. As it is now, the black one looks more like a ghost drifting around in the water than a fish.



Well, it’s about time to stuff my face again, so we can get done in time to grab our lawn chairs and go out to find a good spot to watch the show. Country folks love fireworks as much as they do Christmas lights. All we have to do is find a clear spot with a good view in all directions, park the truck, set up our lawn chairs in the truck bed and enjoy the views! Is that redneck or what?! YEEHAW!!!! Happy 4th everybody!