Delman and Clotile have been absent for months, so I assumed they moved on, or something had happened to them. The worry is over. They're back and somewhere by the front door of the office in the morning; hoping I'll find them something to eat. I guess I need to go buy them some more food.
Wherever they went must have had good groceries. Neither looks like they've missed a meal.
In Case You've Wondered
My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.
If you're here for the stories, I started another blog: scratchingforchange.blogspot.com
One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.
I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.
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Friday, April 27, 2012
This You Should Read
Old NFO passes on a jewel of a post for those that keep it where I can type my random thoughts. It's too easy to forget, or ignore the fact that somebody woke up this morning knowing it would be another day of discomfort, danger and the mind-numbing task of dealing with a culture that is as unfathomable as that of a spider.
Thursday, April 26, 2012
I guess this post is just for ranting.
Five years ago, I lost my balance while climbing from the tracks of an excavator and hit the ground with my right foot in an unnatural position. The result? A severe sprain, which hurt like hell.
Healing took some time, especially with the "get tough" attitude of the doctor. The first week was bad, but I eventually could hobble around with best of gimps. The worst part was the feeling my ankle was made of jello and any tiny misstep would end in disaster.
It took about six months to have a normal day, but overexertion would end with me limping. Cold weather still causes minor problems and I've never regained the old "give 'em hell" attitude while negotiating any uneven terrain.
So out of the blue, my ankle is bothering me today and I can't think of any reason why, except age, which I can't do anything about.
Blech!
Healing took some time, especially with the "get tough" attitude of the doctor. The first week was bad, but I eventually could hobble around with best of gimps. The worst part was the feeling my ankle was made of jello and any tiny misstep would end in disaster.
It took about six months to have a normal day, but overexertion would end with me limping. Cold weather still causes minor problems and I've never regained the old "give 'em hell" attitude while negotiating any uneven terrain.
So out of the blue, my ankle is bothering me today and I can't think of any reason why, except age, which I can't do anything about.
Blech!
This One is Too Good to Pass Up
Joe Biden, who probably would know, said The President has a big stick. He added "I promise", which means he's really serious.
My mind boggles at the comments, jokes, skits and political commentary about this remark. This one will land a "Bidenism" in the slang dictionary.
My mind boggles at the comments, jokes, skits and political commentary about this remark. This one will land a "Bidenism" in the slang dictionary.
Reading the News
Reading the news this morning was a good way to start the day with anger. Besides the terrible economy, the presidential cheerleaders are out in full force, including Michelle, who is proclaiming this administration is making history with the birth control mandate of Obamacare. This makes me think there were times in the past that birth control might have saved the U.S. a lot of grief.
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