While sitting in another dang airport, waiting for a flight from someplace to someplace else. Where I was sure the weather would be just as bad this time of the year, I made the following observations:
The skies opened up just as I was climbing into the cab this morning heading for the airport. It’s already 95 degrees and the humidity has to be identical to ten feet below the oceans’ surface. Needless to say I am really in my Grumpy Gramps form today!
I’m sitting here sweating like a rutting hog. And I’m inside the terminal, at the gate! Good thing I applied an extra dose of deodorant this morning. Otherwise, I wouldn’t even want to sit next to me! There are an awful lot of rug rats, linoleum lizards, curtain climbers and nipple guzzlers here though. Maybe they’d all keep their distance if I smelled like a college jock’s locker.
Yard yetis are almost like real people so I don’t mind them so much. Even though I can’t understand their language most of the time, at least most understand sign language, threats and stern looks. Yup, they’re much easier to deal with.
So many parents today don’t seem to understand that when you smack a rug rat they just make louder and even more obnoxious sounds. If they’d just hog tie the little rodents at least an hour before leaving for the airport, the squirming and screaming would probably be all done before exposing the rest of us to them! Hey, at least some Jack Daniels in their morning milk ration would be a help!
I think I need to write a book on child rearing for my grandchildren’s generation! Hey, why laugh? There was a guy in the 60’s named Spock that made a fortune telling my generation how to raise the little creatures! And he obviously didn’t get it right!
Well, I’m about out of peaceful quiet time now. They’re about to cull the heard and march us up the gang way to the cattle truck. Lizards, rats and all! God, I hope my hearing aids fail!