SEND IN THE WHITE LAB COATS. The walls are closing in. This creature is cornered. There is no recourse. It is the land of mis-fit toys for this here boy. The courtesy calls mount into all hours of the night. It is not right, this random drug testing. I could care less for a drink, give me a spleef!
What if the list, and it is a long laundry list, has been taken care of? Whose running this show anyway? I thought you couldn't say anything to a man who took care of his business?
All I hear is blah, blah, blah. What's up with these chinese symbols? Is everything amuck? What if I have eaten my meat and now I'd like some pudding?
Is there nothing sacred in existence at all? Anyone wanna dump some tea? Have you seen Atticus Finch?
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ReplyDeleteGlad to see you made it home for the holidays old friend.
ReplyDeleteLooking forward to some of your longer works. Stop in at JW's sometime.
Merry Christmas to you and Mrs Clause
Thanks Hanny! Same to you and yours...
ReplyDeleteIf you give me the address, I'd be happy to stop at JW's...still waiting on the friend request...
-Blood
"The walls are closing in." I used that same expression this morning comparing my mental status to someone's experience taking radiation treatments all tied down and covered with a blanket inside that tunnel. I shouldn't have compared my instability to his cancer. The words just come out wrong. (The Eagles/Best of My Love) So that's why I'm on the outside looking in for a while.
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