I feel like a pendulent 4 year old. I want a Oompa Loompa!

Not long ago I posted this, I feel it is worth repeating, to explain my next post concerning my current status.

I feel like a pendulent 4 year old. I want a Oompa Loompa!

Remember Willy Wonka, the “real” original Willy Wonka? Don’t get your panties in a ruffle J.D. fans. I love Johnny Depp too, who wouldn’t? But I think we all know that there was only one Willy Wonka, and we all know who he is. don’t we?

In the movie, Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory there was one particularity lovely child, you might recall, the adored Varuca Salt.To refresh your memory here are a few classic Vurcua quotes.

Veruca Salt: Hey, Daddy, “I want a Oompa Loompa! I want you to get me a Oompa Loompa right away!

Mr. Salt: All right, Veruca, all right. I’ll get you one before the day is out.

Veruca Salt: [whining] “I want an Oompa Loompa now!”

Veruca Salt: [singing] I want a party with roomfuls of laughter, Ten thousand tons of ice cream. And if I don’t get the things I am after, I’m going to screeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEAM.

Veruca Salt: I want it now! What’s the matter with those twerps down there?

Veruca knew what she wanted and she wanted it NOW!!  I have to tell you I’ve felt a little Veruca-ish lately.

I’ve talked about that doggone website for so long, have worked on it using the simplest of methods, a template website builder. The advert says that anyone can build their own website in a single afternoon, they are not referring to just knowledgeable people, they say anyone.
I ‘m a anyone, l’m so positive that I have my goal within my sights. I announce it will launch any day, as I’ve done for the last zillionth times.

I’ve been working on mine for at least 3 months.

This is embarrassing, It has now escalated to humiliating.If I just kept my mouth shut, no one would remember my confident statement that crashed and burned. They’ll forget.

What catches me every time is that familiar question asked when you open your Face Book page, Update Status-What’s On Your Mind?”

“What’s on my mind?”  Facebook asks”  “What’s on my mind?” One seemingly unreachable thing. Being the unrestrained blabber mouth it seems that I am, naturally I mention it once again, for the zillionth and 1st time. Shove over Varuca, I want it and I want it NOW!!!!

Will it ever happen?