Let’s get back to a normal Morning Chalkboard.
The last couple days I did my best impression of Ernest Hemingway. I’m a big adjective guy and Papa didn’t have much use for them. It was tough to bang out seven-hundred-word stories without modifying my nouns.
Many of you might have received an email from me in the past. You noticed that I didn’t use pronouns, but had adjectives in my signature.
I use gregarious and grateful as my two adjectives.
That is how I roll.
I don’t cut myself short with he or him. I go for the gusto and let you know that I am a sociable and thankful man.
“Redbeans and Ricely yours, John S. Shepley (gregarious/grateful)”
I will have to admit that I stole that line in my signature from Louis Armstrong.
Damn, it’s three o’clock in the morning and I want a plate of redbeans. Actually, a bowl of chicken and sausage gumbo would hit the spot right about now.
Let’s get this Thursday started. I’m going to make some coffee and stand under the remainder of the Beaver Moon. I do it every month. It gets a little cold in the winter and I can’t afford much more shrinkage at my age.
Anyway, TMI…. Go get some nachos today and find something astonishing.
