Magnum? Where are you?

I enjoy looking at the stars at night.. But sometimes, I really wish I had a telescope so I could peer into my neighbor’s windows.. Not that I’m a pervert or anything, I just want too see what other people are doing? Am I the only lame ass at home on a Saturday night simply pacing the floors? Going to the fridge? Consider that cheese slice but then consider the consequences of said cheese slice on my lactose intolerant overhang of a once taught stomach that craves brownies over pilates now. Grab some juice. Look at your sleeping dog. Thinking about nothing really. Oh, there’s a siren. There’s some excitement.. And.. Now it’s gone.. A lot of noise upstairs today & tonight. Their musical choices have been less than amicable today. Are they installing new floors or something? Wow. So thus begins my downward slide in to my 40’s.. Sitting here rocking in my chair, picking at my cuticles, griping about how tv isn’t what it used to be or that music isn’t what it used to be? Creepily glaring at teenagers and suspicious passerbys? Technology is allowing me to write this from the comfort of my recliner yes but, I’m pretty sure I’m getting carpal tunnel. Last night, in the Netflix search, I typed “Magnum PI”. Sad to report that has not yet made it to “insta tv yet”. Knight Rider is there, so I figure it’s just a matter of time.. I miss simpler times, where there seemed to be more free time. Imagine a world with fewer “time saving devices” and more “free time” to spend with your family and friends. Tonight would be a perfect night for a bonfire. Sadly, my condo board, or rulers or priests whatever the hell they are, would not allow this. Lately, I just feel restless. I don’t know, maybe it’s just the whiskey. I miss nature, I miss not panicing about forgetting to lock my door. I miss conversations that didn’t revolve around the dribbly shit that’s on tv now. Magnum!!. I miss pizza! God, how a slice of pizza would be good. Without the allergic reactions afterwards. When did a painful grunt or sigh become my personal soundtrack? When did the importance of pairing & bundling my socks properly become higher than the importance of styling my hair? I used to have great hair.. The thudding and generic pop country crap upstairs has stopped.. I think maybe I’ll go in and play some Joplin and show them what real music sounds like.. After, another trip the fridge where I’ll once again eyehump that cheese & opt for an apple.. The only thing I wonder.. Is, what would Magnum do??
Live Humbly, Be charitable, Live Graciously.



About SparkyLeeGeek

I'm a cheesy broad with a good sense of humor. I'm also a self professed geek, dog lover, Whovian and music snob. I have earned money by painting, I've worked in call centers, with dogs and in the fitness industry. I also write for Bubblews and I have 2 separate blogs on Blogger: "My Whovian Take" a blog dedicated to Doctor Who and "Life in Fog Goggles" a blog dedicated to daily life and living with Fibromyalgia and CFIDS. I will be featured in an upcoming Anthology for titled "The Horror Addict's Guide to Life" My interests range from Doctor Who, dogs, and Science Fiction to Zombies, Humor and Astronomy. Creativity is my passion.
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