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| March 27, 1997 |
Get It: 93 |
Vol. 1, No. 53 |
DON'T MISS: It's got a few
weeks left ... but if you haven't been outside to see
the comet I'd suggest you do it soon ... it's really spectacular
... it's up higher in the sky ... a little bit ... after
sunset ... (I just mentioned it 'cuz I'm hopin' for rain
this weekend ... so far I'm battin' a thousan' ... when
I say comet it clouds up 'n rains here) ... I hear tell
that it's really neat in the Southwest ... where there's
not as much air 'n light pollution ... might be worth
a trip to the country to get the full effect ... of course
if you'd rather sit in the basement with a nice, cool,
refreshin' beverage in one hand 'n a mouse in the other
... visit "The Astronomy Picture of the Day"
at antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/astropix.html ... they'll
show you all the neat stuff 'n ya don't even hafta put
on your jacket! ... while I'm talkin' 'bout the sky ...
there's one other site that ya oughta check out for viewin'
this summer ... it's "Live from Mars" at quest.arc.nasa.gov/mars/
... a Mars lander was launched in December 'n it's s'posed
to land on Mars on July 4th ... you can track the progress
of the flight 'n catch all the pics by visitin' here ...
there ... I've done my public service for the month ...
everybody get back to work!
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DIDJA HEAR?: 'Bout the imposter
that got to visit the Pope? ... he, his wife 'n two teenage
sons faked their way past everyone by claimin' to be Mexico's
new ambassador to the Vatican ... can you imagine the
brashness that took? ... almost as bad as 'accidentally'
goin' to the Speaker's breakfast 'n sittin' at the head
table ... it was a long flight ... but the boys'll never
forget shakin' the Pope's hand! ... I told 'em I was from
NEW Mexico ... I guess everybody's confused about it ...
I learned my Spanish from Arnold ... all I could say was
"hasta la vista, baby" ... they thought I was
sayin "pape" ... cool beans!
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CAR SAGA: That's right ...
when you've got as many as I do there's always somethin'
goin' on ... #1 daughter's Spring Break has been spent
takin' her car to one place after 'nother ... the paint
peeled off ... the dealer finally agreed to repaint it
... only one side was a trainin' ground for a new painter
... drips, sags, oversprays ... she had to take it back
for fixin' ... it's still not right ... then she took
it to 'nother place to find out about the geyser of oil
... simple matter o' replacin' the head gasket ... but
as long as they're in there they may as well do the timin'
belt ... fuel pump's worn out ... there's a little warranty
left on the head gasket ... needs to go to the dealer
(again) ... original guy replaces the fuel pump ... now
it's doin' other stuff ... (maybe the glue job on the
fuel injector came apart under pressure ... rats!) ...
gotta take it back to them ... then back to the dealer
... definitely not like the party time they show on MTV!
... not that I'm watchin' it or anything like that ...
I jes' heard about it from a friend.
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"The white blossoms on the
Bradford Pears, the massive yellow display of the Forsythia,
the red eyes of the allergy sufferer - sounds like a fried
egg with ketchup on it." -- Mikey, Thinkin' Too
Hard
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| Mikey's Muse(tm)
is published weekdays as a commentary on stuff. Editor,
Michael T. Rusk. Copyright © 1997 by Michael T. Rusk.
Printed in the U.S.A. This publication may be distributed
freely as long as there is no charge. Commentary is loosely
based on actual events and may contain embellishments,
bits of fiction, and editorial liberties (lies) under
the guise of poetic license. All characters portrayed
in my writing are purely fictional and any resemblance
to any person, company or animal is purely unintentional.
If you don't get it, you just don't get it. Don't blame
me for anything I say and don't do anything I say, either.
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