It was a cold day and it was fun to watch these birds as they sat on the freezing ice as if this was a refreshing moment for them. The image reminded me of a Norman Rockwell painting. I thought these birds were beautiful. And then I became to calculate how much they were defecating on the ice. And the thought of all this shit just eventually making its way to the bottom of the river, where I walk and swim in the spring, sort of made me want to throw up.
I was in a local bar, in the middle of the afternoon. These young women were so impressed that I was day drink (on St Patrick'sDay) that they wanted a photo of me. I wonder if they deleted this photo as soon as they sobered up or do they still stumble across this photo from time to time and wonder who is this old lady.
Democrats kneel low,
fearful of the loud man’s roar
truth fades, doors reopen.
#CowardlyDemocrats Blue ties bow and bend,
Spines melt beneath ticking clocks
Courage lost for calm.
#CowardlyDemocrats
