The right half of my head hurts with a self inflicted gum shot wound.
I bite my tongue way too often, mainly on the right side.
I was awake way too many hours last night.
Mainly because I ate one too many suppers.
The second very late supper was on the road and unfamiliar things. Hurtful things.
Yesterday was a good day in one aspect that I got to hear my son's voice very far away while he "gets" paid for camping in the cold outdoors. I miss his laughter. He didn't do any laughing yesterday with me.
I need to get moving. My stomach now hurts several hours later the opposite way, it is hungry.
I am debating when to eat my diner based grilled chicken sandwich. They are closed tomorrow, Sunday. I am hungry for it right now, but if I eat it now, say 1:30 PM on Saturday, that will make it be a longer time period before I could have another on Monday, AND due to someone else's plans for me it will be later on Monday, unless I decide to have one for breakfast. Decisions, decisions. Grilled Chicken Sandwich Delay Angst.
I was a good boy and helped someone maintain their secret identity. I can't tell you anymore than that, other than to say that I later jokingly attempted to blackmail that person for $1,000 to keep quiet. Hahahahehehehohoho-y, I am such a silly silly boy sometimes!
I have just been reading blogs and listening to the fan in my room. No news, no wikipedia, no enlightenment.
Oh, I just remembered that I am getting Shrimp and Crawfish Etouffee on Monday, never mind about the Grilled Chicken Sandwich of The Future, that will be more than enough to fill me up for the entire day, a huge portion of Cajun in Amarillo.
I have a sudden fascination with raccoons. I blame PBS for this.
How to get rich being a doctor: I read yesterday how an Englishman helped an African king heal from a stab wound. The grateful king gave him a coastal piece of property of 3,000 square miles.
I would like to stab the oral surgeon who messed up my mouth twenty years ago. I don't have 3,000 square miles of property to give away to hire an assassin. I am also not a king so I probably couldn't get away with it. It also probably violates my basic code of attempting to be the nicest person in the universe.
Now rotating my body 90 degrees to attain verticality and movement and nourishment. The dog just sneezed. He is now awake and will soon demand something soon. I need a pet raccoon that will feed itself. Or better yet, grill me a chicken sandwich. But I am not sure how well raccoons share food. That is probably not a likely scenario for at least another thousand to ten thousand years to have a docile raccoon who speaks sign language and is handy in the kitchen. It would probably be easier to achieve with a gorilla. I need a pet gorilla with grilling skills.
I suddenly realized and remembered two very important things: I will have to learn sign language AND raccoons do not have opposable thumbs.
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Just thought I should warn you I have used your scientific street cred to prove my theories on Nothing in my blog. Of course you could add a comment and say "Rob is an IDIOT it has Nothing to do with me" but I will tell the world it was Einstein's fault, if he just left things as the were and ate his Chicken Sandwich instead of scribbling stuff on black boards, I would have no need to explain stuff no one understands.
Rob Z T: I hope you enjoyed my reply in your comment section.
Earlier when I first read your comment I cracked up laughing because I suddenly remembered scenes from the Dick Van Dyke teleBision sitcom show of my childhood where his wife Laura would say, "Rob! Rob! Rob!" with a crying voice when she would get upset.
Gee we can have someone disappear in Australia for less than that. In the eighties I knew a guy who knew a guy who would do someone in for fifty bucks.
Hey - does your son work in the outdoor recreation industry? That's something my climbing and bush walking 16yr old son is considering.
Is any of that a dream?
If not, I love the way your mind works. i hope you find a pet raccoon soon.
Friko: I went back and read my post veRy carefully and none of it is a dream. All of it is either a real event, plan, or some form wide-awake wackiness, recorded for entertainment. My etouffee has seen a one delay though, I have to wait until tomorrow. It was a combination of weather, road conditions, and certain activities at the destination that are incompatible with a headache. So I will get my Grilled Chicken Sandwich with Bacon a little bit later today. I had my supreme mainly cold raw vegetable feast for lunch today. I plan to post the ingredients for that later today on my separate recipe blog.
Hey Esbboston, could you please tell me where I can find your Christmas post about the office Christmas tree? Thanks, Julie.
Julie: I believe this is the one you want:
Oh, Christmas Two-ree
Thanks Esbboston, I wanted to link to it on a post recently. :)
Ohhhh noooo word verification...
Julie: Are you putting the link in an old post or is it going to be in a new one? Glad you enjoyed my story, it was a rather intensely funny moment at work, probably in my Top Ten List for workplace items as a chemist.
Esbboston I put a link to that post in a recent post called 'I got these' - a couple of awards. Instead of putting others on the end of a tagging thing they mightn't like I put links to my favourite posts on other blogs.
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