After falling dead asleep while it was still light, I woke up with the thought it's five in the morning ... which I now see it ain't. I start getting blog guilt since, man, you didn't write anything for the day yet so you're a scurrilous knave of no redeeming value.
Ed: that seriously wakes you up?
Yep. It doesn't necessarily mean I'll do something but it does wake me up.
Ed: more likely you just needed to take a leak!
Yep, prob'ly so. The aged bladder is capable of storing more fluids than physical limitations would otherwise seem to allow.
Meanwhile, I must reconnect with Cadillac Man to stir up more this thinking of moving to Mexico. My new and improved thinking is it's a health move since he's been having some troubles so maybe getting out of that Dristan Valley in Ohio is a wholesome move to dry out or so.
In another situation, someone else bagged a stay in the hospital after taking a fall and whacking her head. You have to watch out for that, Old Fuckers, since we don't do much which will get us killed these days except, well, for moving. Falls take out a lot of Old Fuckers so y'all be careful out there.
When I see her, I'll tell her God was punishing her for voting for Clinton.
Note: there's no way in blazing hell she would ever vote for Clinton.
Mystery Guest: You haven't been in Texas long, have yewwwww.
Mystery Lady is up there being brave but we're coming up on the end of the month so hopefully there will be a time to talk of our troubles or at least about "Wind in the Willows."
Hardly anyone in this crew talks about our troubles unless something so furiously shitty has happened that talk of it is unavoidable.
I've got quite a bit of science stacked up for possible articles plus I have some more on Marat in combination with Clemenceau for some major violence in defense of righteousness and that's so rare it may be playable although it's not clear for what purpose or I would have written it already.
Meanwhile, scramblement continues.
Ed: that seriously wakes you up?
Yep. It doesn't necessarily mean I'll do something but it does wake me up.
Ed: more likely you just needed to take a leak!
Yep, prob'ly so. The aged bladder is capable of storing more fluids than physical limitations would otherwise seem to allow.
Meanwhile, I must reconnect with Cadillac Man to stir up more this thinking of moving to Mexico. My new and improved thinking is it's a health move since he's been having some troubles so maybe getting out of that Dristan Valley in Ohio is a wholesome move to dry out or so.
In another situation, someone else bagged a stay in the hospital after taking a fall and whacking her head. You have to watch out for that, Old Fuckers, since we don't do much which will get us killed these days except, well, for moving. Falls take out a lot of Old Fuckers so y'all be careful out there.
When I see her, I'll tell her God was punishing her for voting for Clinton.
Note: there's no way in blazing hell she would ever vote for Clinton.
Mystery Guest: You haven't been in Texas long, have yewwwww.
Mystery Lady is up there being brave but we're coming up on the end of the month so hopefully there will be a time to talk of our troubles or at least about "Wind in the Willows."
Hardly anyone in this crew talks about our troubles unless something so furiously shitty has happened that talk of it is unavoidable.
I've got quite a bit of science stacked up for possible articles plus I have some more on Marat in combination with Clemenceau for some major violence in defense of righteousness and that's so rare it may be playable although it's not clear for what purpose or I would have written it already.
Meanwhile, scramblement continues.
2 comments:
Restore yourself and connect when convenient mi amigo. Llamame mas tarde si no estas ocupado. Hasta la vista y UH UH!
I tried just now and, alas, I failed.
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