Big weekend, met The Easter Bunny at IHOP.
I had pancakes. He had anything but eggs.
I paid for brunch. Told him to leave something on the table.
Oops.
I should've stayed home and had breakfast with The Easter Deer....
Mike Durrett: CONFIDENTIAL
100 Things About Me #179
Mike Durrett: CONFIDENTIAL
Table With a View
We are very content to feed the locals, who visit our forest famous wildlife buffet frequently, alone and in groups. It can be standing room only.
Under the cover of kitchen, through the cooking glass, we watch. Guests flocking in range from birds to deer, bunnies, raccoons, squirrels, and opossums. We close down when the bears appear because we are afraid to serve their kind and they are notoriously bad tippers.
Generally, there are no complaints from the clientele, although...
There are occasional food fights.
Mike Durrett: CONFIDENTIAL
Monster Mush
We're barricaded inside the house, worrying about The Loch Nest Monster on our property. I've given her surprise appearance much thought because she was seen very close to our 24-hour, 365-day, complimentary wildlife buffet table, operating alongside the driveway.
I have absolutely no idea what to serve a puddle behemoth, especially one of Scottish heritage. That cuisine is off my palate, frankly. I've never developed a taste for the plaid food.
Other concerns of Nessie necessities?
The extra vittles expense for such a large mouth is something we'd prefer not to undertake, along with the county ordinance requiring us to install an unsightly plesiosaur sneeze guard.
I have absolutely no idea what to serve a puddle behemoth, especially one of Scottish heritage. That cuisine is off my palate, frankly. I've never developed a taste for the plaid food.
Other concerns of Nessie necessities?
The extra vittles expense for such a large mouth is something we'd prefer not to undertake, along with the county ordinance requiring us to install an unsightly plesiosaur sneeze guard.
Mike Durrett: CONFIDENTIAL
Okay. Okay. Gotcha!
I did not post anything yesterday, April 1 -- April Fool's Day.
That is exactly what people expected, wacky hilarity posting.
Whimsical funny comedy. Something crazy cracked, laced with loopy.
So, I didn't.
See what I did there?
Unexpect the expected.
Ha. I killed.
Good one, Mike.
I worked hard on that.
Or not.
That should keep you guessing, going around and around in your mind.
Or not.
I ain't telling. I ain't tellin'!...
One of the Things I Did Not Write About
Oh. I'm going to post a second time today, April 2.
Ha. You weren't expecting that, were you? I never post twice in one day. Never.
You'll see. It'll be wacky.
Hee. The unexpected. Two days in a row.
Good two, Mike.
Then, back to normal. Normalcy for the year.
Maturity.
True confessions.
Laugh amongst yourselves.
Not working hard for your amusement,
Mike
The Help Desk
That is exactly what people expected, wacky hilarity posting.
Whimsical funny comedy. Something crazy cracked, laced with loopy.
So, I didn't.
See what I did there?
Unexpect the expected.
Ha. I killed.
Good one, Mike.
I worked hard on that.
Or not.
That should keep you guessing, going around and around in your mind.
Or not.
I ain't telling. I ain't tellin'!...
Oh. I'm going to post a second time today, April 2.
Ha. You weren't expecting that, were you? I never post twice in one day. Never.
You'll see. It'll be wacky.
Hee. The unexpected. Two days in a row.
Good two, Mike.
Then, back to normal. Normalcy for the year.
Maturity.
True confessions.
Laugh amongst yourselves.
Not working hard for your amusement,
Mike
The Help Desk
Mike Durrett: CONFIDENTIAL
Snow Place Like Home
Today: the first 80-degrees weather of the year. The unusual, multiple snows of recent months are surely ceased for seasons. Life is grand, here on our cabin's creek, even in winter.
Surprise visitors drop in.
And the fishing is always good.
Mike Durrett: CONFIDENTIAL
I Got Nuthin'
Thanks to Randy Stewart.
Mike Durrett: CONFIDENTIAL
Big Weekend
Big weekend, our driveway was visited by The Loch Ness Monster!
Needless to say, we haven't ventured out of the house since. Nessie must have slithered up from the creek. She's much longer than I had imagined, submerged in water. Has anyone heard from the paperboy?
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