I awoke this morning to a rooster cackling...or is it crowing?...sounded a lot like cackling. It was not some funky alarm clock, it was an actual f-ing rooster!
Since when did Staten Island become Kentucky? I thought I was hallucinating at first, but that damn rooster went on and on for ten whole minutes. By then it was painfully real.
Uh, yeah, someone in our hood has been feeding and/or breeding roosters and it's no longer cute.
It was very cute when I saw the mother hen escorting her little ones along the sidewalk a few weeks back.
It was also kinda cute when traffic stopped in the middle of a busy street to let them cross to the other side.
Cock-a-doodle-dooing before 6am...NOT CUTE!
Have a lovely, relaxing, rooster-free weekend!
Stay tuned for:
My OFFICIAL LAUNCH!...coming to a computer screen near you sometime very soon. I will set a date to shout it from the rooftops...asap. I'm not talking shit, I swear.
FOLLOWERS...My sincere apologies to those of you who have been following me and receiving my posts at all hours. There's a glitch in the system and apparently Google has no actual customer service. Hmm. Mildly infuriating.
I'll also be launching LADIES NIGHT, an after hours look into the world of littlemissMOJO! and her girls. Not for the faint of heart!
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