Rained pachyderms here for nearly five hours last night. It’s 71º in here with windows and doors wide open. A nap had taken me so hard and so fast that I missed most of the action. Rodents are scurrying around, looking for ways in. I hope the sunny weather forecast for this week convinces them it was a false alarm. It’s a LOT of work to be continually trying to sweep them out with a broom or frightening ’em enough to make ’em back off for a few minutes.
It’s only moments into Friday and I’ve just had a fit about 25ing the bozo again, and world news is beginning to trickle in for today. Maybe no one will get nuked today.
my darling kenny can be counted on to come up with the weirdest news in america on demand — i don’t know who demanded this, but it’s clear evidence that white trash is still ranging like mustangs in the wilderness — only nearer to convenience stores
i’d say she has a DUTY to remain silent
i might listen to last night’s whole show
if they’d 25’d him when he flipped out, we wouldn’t be so worried now
