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  1. Nathan and his amazing technicolor filmy-greasy-sweat-coat need to rekindle their relationships with old pals, soap and shower.
  2. A bucket of fried chicken, a boat of gravy, a peck of pickled garlic, a pair of pants and a lemon Popsicle.
  3. A bucket of chicken. The BIG bucket.
  4. I sure hope they don't ask for my birth certificate at the eye doctor's office.
  5. Passport and birth certificate have been missing for a week. If someone approaches you as me, remember that I no longer have the mustache.
  6. Attempting to recreate a drawing I made and threw away last night of Baby Crystal Gale.
  7. Sweating out the mistakes of last night.
  8. @stevedavison Steeltown is gonna hit the platter later tonight.
  9. @stevedavison I just listened to that two days ago. Still hits me just right.
  10. Top of to-do list today? Find a new eye doctor. Five minutes ago Hiemstra Optical started following me on Twitter. Problem solved.
  11. Even though I've been regularly working double time, I could not escape the layoffs on the seduction line.
  12. Listening to William December Williams get his shill on in my mind: "Colt 45. It's like opening a can of Christmas."
  13. School's Out for summer! Squealing around in the rain!
  14. What am I doing? Avoiding the hard stuff, and by "hard stuff" I mean "work," not liquor.
  15. Collective noun of the day: a Herb of Tarlics. #collectivenouns
  16. Orange you glad I did not say "banana" or tell you about my grandchildren or yodel on about something I saw on the Internet?
  17. Going to go sit somewhere else, some place with loud hungry kids.
  18. Looked up from this time-suck. Wiped my brow. Realized my hand looks like it was dipped in Crisco. My neck feels 41, my forehead, 14.
  19. Slow gray day requires more work-pillz.
  20. The sun said, "good morning" to my bare arms today. My arms were speechless and squinty.