Happy Wednesday morning Flash fans. It's another scorcher here in Texas, so I'm just lying on the couch listening to the Ipod and trying to drown out the Old Man's snores from the other room.
“I hear the train a comin’. It’s rollin ’round the bend. And I ain’t seen the sunshine since, I don’t know when.”
Fans of the Johnny Cash will recognize those words from the classic tune, Folsom Prison Blues.
No, I’m not in prison, although I have fantasized about shooting a man in Reno, just to watch him die.
I guess that’s not 100% true. I’ve fantasized about shooting a man, not in Reno, but right here in Austin, and that man is my father.
Not surprisingly this repeated fantasy occurs every time that SOB makes me sit before he will give me my kibble.
Speaking of the Old Man, here he comes , so I better put his Ipod away...
FLASH
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