The economy is rotten. People are losing their jobs. The wars are getting worse. A few crooks are running off with our money. It’s ‘holiday time’ but it feels like anything but. It’s time to ante in.
I got Tums. Whadda you got?
I got a heating pad. Whadda you got?
I got Big Teddy. Whadda you got?
I got a fuzzy picture of Vin Scully, one of the greatest baseball announcers of all time. I took it myself during the playoffs. Whadda you got?
I got some family (representative sample pictured above). Whadda you got?
19 thoughts on “Offers”
I got a grilled cheese sandwich.
(it’s so funny that there’s a Tums bldg)
I got mac ‘n cheese, hot tea in a china cup, cards from old friends, purring cats and brown paper packages wrapped up in string. Can I borrow the bear?
I got a dog, a DVD of the A&E production of Pride and Prejudice, soup, and a great meditation class.
I just updated this post with a photo of the real Big Teddy. My camera isn’t working and I had to convince Big Teddy that the camera in my phone would do him justice. He’s all about nuance, is my Big Ted. Susan, of course you may borrow Big Teddy. Now that he’s 21, I pretty much let him run with whomever he chooses (and vice versa).
Mac and cheese. Newly cleaned up studio floor (okay, that’s comfort for me, prolly not for thee). Pumpkins with which to make curried pumpkin soup.
I’ve got a bumper that saved the rear end of my car yesterday (that brick wall ran right into me).
I’ve got three happy kids, who are enjoying the season.
I’ve got a four-year-old fruitcake, a comb with some teeth missing, a broken earring and my old Rolodex. I would consider throwing in my German grandmother’s recipe for Hassenpfeffer (makes my mouth water just thinking about it). And some back issues of “Pasadena In Focus.” That’s my final offer.
I’ve got some gourmet dog food.
And, some pet homo sapiens of the political & wall-st species.
Plus, an autographed Manny Ramirez LA Dodger contract….
I’ve got fuzzy slippers only one year old. I’ve got left-over squash soup, enough for another lunch. I’ve got a box of my dad’s old treasures, including some cryptic boarding house rental receipts and his USMarine Corps insignia from WWII. And about ten months left on my Gold’s Gym membership. Jeez, the list is endless.
I’ve got the library card my dog ate.
I got hot tongue and cold shoulder.
If you visited me lately you’ve seen what I’ve got. “On the Road” sold, still waiting on Ed Ruscha “Every Building on the Sunset Strip”
Wait maybe it’s a SMUT building and this is all a big trick.
Gramophone, you slay me.
Double homicide. That was good.
I got nuthin. But I LOVE Vin Scully!!!
I can’t give you anything but love, baby.
I got a cameo on your blog, a Phillies World Series Champions glass set, a box of Philadelphia Eagles Tastykakes, a bus token, and a pack of clove cigarettes.