Friday’s In The Bag

Friday,
Friday,
Friday !

It’s errrr….
Friday !

I was just thinking
how much I was
missing the whole
‘fish stick’ festival
thing my family did
every Friday back
when I was a kid.

Those actually
weren’t that bad,
once you drown-ded
em in ketchup
and salt.

I haven’t even had a
fish stick in so long ,
and I’d probably no
longer ‘remember’
how ‘great’ they were
— if I did.

Eating fish on friday
was a good way
to remind you
that the weekend was
oh,
so, close.

Which of course,
it is.

Unless you’re reading this
on Monday, in which case,
I would recommend you run
right out and get some
frozen fish sticks and
try to conjure up some
of that lost weekend mojo.

Good luck
with that, man.

Speaking of stuff
that I like–

(ya know,
weekends,
memories of fish sticks… )

I found a couple great
vintage postcards
about Absinthe,
(et al ) 
from the days
when the stuff was
so potent that it made
artists forget
their other paints
and go straight
for the greens
and yellows.

Hey- don’t ask me –

I don’t paint —

so it never
did anything
to me except
make me
horny.

And while
I appreciate
that aspect
for sure,
I’ve never really
needed the
extra help.

.

!!! HOY !!!!

.

 

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10 thoughts on “Friday’s In The Bag

  1. HA! Totally understand! 😉
    Happy Fishy Friday!!! 🙂

  2. YarrowHill says:

    I was the sole Catholic kid in my class and it was impossible to explain to the other 3rd graders 1) why they have fish on Friday and 2) why I couldn’t have a snack on Good Friday. They thought I was a wing nut!

  3. YarrowHill says:

    Yeah …. apparently I don’t need a whole lot of extra help either 😛
    Love the green lady card 🙂

  4. This reminded me of a joke my daughter used to go into teen-aged hysterics over–something about saying fish sticks fast…

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