Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Sarcastic Sam: squirrels are nuts
Sarcastic Sam: squirrels are nuts: i've switched my blog posts the last couple of days to evenings, and the schedule sucks, a ferret likes to get out of a morn, and get the im...My little furr buddies the chows have these black squirrels that tease and baby squirrel lays on the step teasing. I think my furr buddies are nuts and need sqirrel soup for dinner.
Sarcastic Sam: squirrel pilfers a flag
Sarcastic Sam: squirrel pilfers a flag: nobody has questioned me for suing the squirrels. nor have i� received the usual inanities.� could it be that nobody wants to bring up the s...Your little bunny friend is into feeding all the black quirrels in the entire vicinity of everywhere either that or they swing on the finch feeder...Shes wondering where the cobs are going maybe a corn cob nest?
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Sarcastic Sam: i found bigfoot
Sarcastic Sam: i found bigfoot: "sam, do not. DO NOT. go searching for bigfoot again"� my human pleaded directly into my pink nose, as i was held by the nap of the neck, i ... Are you saying you stuck your foot in your mouth or it is imagination that created it all to begin with?
Sarcastic Sam: i found bigfoot
Sarcastic Sam: i found bigfoot: "sam, do not. DO NOT. go searching for bigfoot again"� my human pleaded directly into my pink nose, as i was held by the nap of the neck, i ... Are you saying you stuck your foot in your mouth or it is imagination that created it all to begin with?
Sarcastic Sam: secret list of mayan contacts
Sarcastic Sam: secret list of mayan contacts: they've also been briefed by the mayans, and they know exactly what is going on.� first mayan spaceship that happens by?� we are outa here... Quick our Mayan ship has landed, flash that photo EyeDEE passport under the laser beam it's guaranteed for quick reentry home...
Monday, August 29, 2011
Sarcastic Sam: what hurricane?
Sarcastic Sam: what hurricane?: i usually lay on my back, and watch cartoons on saturday mornings - until the cat slinks into the room, and in avoiding me, only attracts me...Bridgeletto would love to snuggle and dance and lay on her back while you play with her cotton tail. skip the cat Bridgeletto is...
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Silver Lining
The tide is thick in the haze assaulted by the moon. Blowing in the distant air is the wind beyond the shadows . Cast far beyond the line to the vison of the promise.
Monday, August 22, 2011
Tomorrows Day
Master of the mind plays games with money oriented by the king, time is come to beware of the avenging nature.
Sunday, August 21, 2011
The dream: The perfect
The dream: The perfect: It isn't a joke how I feel, but somehow it has to be said that way. I fell in love with a photo and the name that appeared in it. Things in ...
Sarcastic Sam: Blizzards into Chalet Brunch
Sarcastic Sam: Blizzards into Chalet Brunch: turn blizzards into chalet brunch when life hands you raw hamburger, call it pate' I Bridgeletto bunny tripped and broke my paw over the only thought of a chance to meet the dapper ferret who has always caught my pink beety eyes. Thinking I could limp enough he would notice stop, turn and a thump, thump would go his heart. I could spend time with him and we both would get a lucky rabbits foot.
Friday, August 5, 2011
Dawning
Wander slowly into the dessert the shadow of the sun lies quickly against the sand. Go into the mountains as the days of tomorrow are but drawn into the pale shadows. Walk as though you are facing the sun with your eyes turned towards the stars. Look into the distance of the shadow of the noon day sun. Tomorrows of the moon are but the trails of the time to be. Watch for the cast of the wind as it whistles through the hallows of the trees. Warnings of the new of the ancient of old are the memory of the new existing dawn.
Odes: The day of the deciple
Odes: The day of the deciple: "Wash my hands and feet from the well from Samaria. Dip the shell in oil and inscents, cleanse my inner soul. Place the crown of throwns down..."
Beginnings
When the days become faster of our tomorrows, the rollling of the time quickly stops to gather the moss on the far side of the road.Tread safe the distance between the farthest points as the days of the time shall lead you before te beginning of a new time of all days. Weary are those who travel without direction for theirs is not. Direct the given course by the mariners watch at night. The stars are but hanging in the sky for the safety of the distant land.
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