Sittin’ in the mornin’ sunI’ll be sittin’ when the evenin’ comeWatching the ships roll inAnd then I watch ‘em roll away again, yeahI’m sittin’ on the rock of the bayWatching the tide roll awayI’m just sittin’ on the rock of the bayWastin’ time (Apologies to Otis Redding)
If I were still working (45 years as an RN at the bedside) I would want freedom from the Electronic Medical Record, the picky regulations, entitled patients and their families, and time to provide the quality care that I was trained to give.
Karl is a bit of a nut//his love life is in a rut//his perversion, not banal//centers on the @nal//a potato up the bu##. He started with fingerling spuds//but soon they became duds//redskins for a while//but now not worthwhile//big Idaho’s are now his favorite studs. (See Great Northern Railroad Great Big Baked Potato)
Solstice avers that the gal will be tracked by the pooch//who will follow the scent of cheap hooch//but this shadowy lady//also engages men in practices shady//could it possibly be the cooch, not the hooch that attracts the pooch.
Guitar Bob after his fight with Andy Capp at Jackie’s pub.