Amouse, Aramouse and Porterhouse are likely now plotting their triumphant return and are only awaiting the arrival of their erstwhile companion and sometime accomplice Dartagmouse to embark upon said return and the beginning of a new Golden Age:
Said new Golden Age should not be mistaken for the new Gilded Age in which the rat that descended the Golden Escalator now seems to be making a rather serious attempt to ensconce us, the primary difference being that one is pretty funny, and the other one is not.
I often consider another cat, but then, I come home from Scouts at 9:00 on Thursday nights and find all the Adult Male Personnel kicking back on the sofas watching TV, and it reminds me of all the times I did that and asked, "Is Jake in?" and they all acted - week after week - as if they'd never considered the concept before clocking themselves out, as it were.
Good morning, everyone. They say it will be sunny and 70s this afternoon.
The apple crumble was a hit, even without ice cream, which Fang decided wasn't worth his effort. Also, Thor couldn't find the chopped walnuts in the pantry, and he says we need new baking powder.
Morning. Heavy frost here at 27ºF. Early crocuses are long gone, daffodils are past their peak, forsythias are in full bloom. Supposed to be low 60s by afternoon.
Well, I hope your new Highlander works out for you, Cynthia, and gives you many years of trouble-free service.
But if it starts acting strange and saying things like, “I have the power! The quickening that empowers me! I feel everything! I know everything! I am everything!"...
Or perhaps, "There can be only one", you might want to reconsider your choice...
And if you see some sketchy lookin' dude in Goth drag crusin' your neighborhood in a '75 Coupe DeVille blastin' Queen's "Gimme the Prize", well, good luck...
My old pickup. Their protections for buyers and sellers were pretty good. They verify title and VIN (without showing them). They verify potential buyers if you use their app or website for communication, where they keep you anonymous until a buyer wants to meet for a test drive or in-person inspection or to negotiate a sale. I had people meet me at a local bank parking lot rather than coming to my address. There were more built-in protections than other marketplace sites I’ve seen. It seems like it was five bucks for a 90-day ad with lots of pics. Cleaning and shining the vehicle up repays for the effort, it seemed to me. It was a decent all-round experience using the site.
In case you didn’t already know, Kelly Bluebook and the National Auto Dealers Association have pretty well accepted pricing tools private buyers and sellers can use for free.
KBB says it might be worth $1,000. I mean, it does work, at least today.
Drama Queen will be over later. She used to work in the local auto sales industry and might have a suggestion, too. I'd even offer her a commission if she wants to do the legwork for me.
For reasons that probably have to do with my parents' deaths and Doris's, it's important to me to take responsibility for this, what with my name is on the title.
Been keeping my hands busy – kinda (still pooping out more than usual) – with trip prep. We are going. Looks like a day later than we hoped – but still going.
Usually, a prednisone pack (temporarily) cures anything wrong with me. Last time, I was dancing around the house, losing weight (which isn't supposed to happen on prednisone – definitely expect the opposite if you're on the stuff long-term) since "eat less, move more" was suddenly, dramatically easier free of the pall of assorted (and usually, I perceive, fairly minor – there are just several of 'em) ailments.
This time? Not so lucky. But it's still gotta be an improvement.
I worked in the yard today, picking up sticks. I let the dogs walk through the daffodils, and Zues (the blonde curly one) would let the bloom tickle his tummy. Hades just ran from side to side, like an ADHD teen-ager.
Speaking of which, Katie went to visit her sister yesterday. It's spring break, so i decided to have fun. I went to the movie theatre. BTW, smuggle in your own mike 'n ikes; 5.79 for a box walmart sells for under $2. I went to see the new WB looney tunes movie "The day the earth blew up", featuring Porky Pig and Daffy Duck. Daffy is definitely ADHD in the movie.
The movie was a throwback to the old Looney Tunes. The basic plot was an asteroid is heading towards earth, as is a UFO. Porky and Daffy are roommates, and uncover an alien's plot for world domination! 😳Petunia Pig is Porky's love interest. Together, it turns out the alien is trying to save the world by taking it over, so when Porky and Daffy foil his plan, "THE EARTH COULD DIE"! 😱😮 Fortunately they have a Looney Tunes solution that saves the world, and everyone leaves the theatre happy. How do I know that? Because I was literally the only one there for the matinee. So I hollered, changed seats, did all sorts of would-be annoying things, had there been anyone there to annoy. But when I left I showed the usher what primary seat I sat in so he'd know where to sweep.
The movie was a throwback to the old WB movie days, loads of fun. I tried to take Katie on Tuesday, she wasn't interested. So I texted her a picture from the movie, she sent back a 😢 emoji about my not waiting for her. With an opening weekend of $1 million, I didn't think it'd be there today or tomorrow. I just checked and it is still playing, so if she wants to go Sunday evening I'll take her.
Would that alien, perchance, be a short martian wearing a Roman helmet and tennis shoes? Was an Eludian Q-38 Space Modulator involved? That sounds like that Bugs Bunny classic cartoon.
BTW, Daffy Duck was ADHD long before the term was invented.
Do we know if the wolves actually smoke pot and that the smell in their urine comes from the pot? It'd explain why they are loners when they're not mating.
10 years ago, I did a tour of one of the new dorms at Dayton. When we walked in the room, there was a giant Bob Marley poster on the wall, and the smell of pot was present. So I commented out loud “ I didn’t know they made scratch and sniff Bob Marley posters”, and one of the girls who lived in that dorm turned very pale. Apparently she didn’t notice the smell. the housing life director leading the tour didn’t get it.
It is 38 degrees here, and the temps will keep dropping all day into tomorrow morning into the 20s, then it will get to the 40s later in the day...welcome to OH
I feel kinda yucky today, sluggish and achy... I think it is the weather, we do have some snow flurries..Rick just left to go out of town to visit his friend, and won't be back till Tuesday morning, so I am on my own... ( he has a medical marijuana card, but he doesn't smoke it anymore and hasn't in years, mostly gummies, etc.
Brief on sister drama: Husband called the sheriffs, she was taken to the hospital (self-harming), and is now on the third floor of the local hospital...the psychiatric ward...I am relieved she is ok, but, also angry about her behaviors...and her resistance to getting help and back on track. My siblings and I are all conflicted here, we don't want her to be hurt, but, we also are not happy about what happened. Plus, her husband is done, and not sure what happens next as far as that goes, or where she will go.
With 9 acres of woods, we have them. Katie sets out traps, and they mostly work. One got in our washing machine. I think he was a fan of Jon Paul Satre because he too had "No Exit".
I chased him into a pringles can, carried him to the woods, and flung him.
No teens here anymore. The biggest threat to the Nutella is (cough, cough) the person putting out the traps who is also on a low-carb diet. I think that person, who shall remain nameless (ok, it's me) has finally conquered the Nutella-urge. But it took a year or more 😥
I can only make the low-carb work so long as there’s none in the house. It’s a constant challenge. I hear it gets easier for some of us after about a year or two… 😬 (I had a relapse over Christmas, and it took another three weeks to get back on the wagon.)
It was pretty easy for me at the start, many years ago. I figured out that carbs were making me feel like crud all the time. Brain fog, no energy, I felt like crap every day :(
I felt so good getting off carbs that I mentally pictured Mr. Yuck on anything with carbs. It seems to go in cycles. There are times the urge comes back. I can relapse but have learned it is murder to get back on track. That kind of helps. Usually ;)
The pups are adorable. Back home after a 9 hr travel day. The only bad thing about going to AZ is that it’s far! It’s going to be in the 90s there next week, glad we went this week. I highly recommend this week’s “All-In” podcast. The besties interview Howard Lutnik who is Commerce Secretary and Trump’s longtime friend.
That is one cool looking canid. I close my eyes and see him in Zoot Suit, toothpick out the side of his mouth, looking around, snapping his fingers and being cool. I think it's those legs...the long legs.
“The maned wolf’s urine has a very distinctive odor, often compared to skunk spray or marijuana smoke.” Reminds me of a funny incident. While signing it at my gym, the very young lady behind the counter says “I smell weed.” She looks at me…”Is that you?” Um, no. For a moment I wondered if I should feel a little cool, being mistaken for a young hip weed-smoking person. The moment passed very quickly.
My one grandson (age 19) can't keep the girls away. He is a dead ringer for my father (who I gather had the same 'problem', but this was only hinted at in my conservative Mennonite family). It must have skipped a generation. I don't get it. I have no idea what you are talking about. What is this 'hitting on' you speak of?
At my age, there's some part of me that would be flattered... :-) I can't recall the last time I was hit on for anything more than a contribution to the Rotary Club.
I have to be alert when I’m walking the dogs in the golf club at dusk. One time I was looking at my dang phone, looked up to see one waddling in the fairway. I’m glad I saw it before the dogs. They have great recall but it only works if I’m paying attention!
I live in an urban area and skunks aren’t common at all. I smell weed everywhere and can be pretty certain I’m not mistaking skunk for weed. It makes me worry a little about the number of people around me, especially drivers, in a mental fog.
It's everywhere. In Evanston, on a calm evening, the stink is so pervasive it's offensive. I was in Santa Barbara visiting a friend, and it's so bad I think one could get a contact high just walking around.
Where we are in Skokie, the skunks are everywhere. Not everywhen – they come out after sunset. But when they're out, they're plentiful. More so than I imagine they could be naturally. Our kind of suburbia is apparently ideal skunk habitat. If Canada geese had deep thoughts, they'd think we built the suburbs just for them, and our local skunks would think likewise.
Both skunky odors precipitate asthma attacks for me.
I'm not sure how to explain my take. I'm against criminalization of weed, but legalizing and making it approved and promoted as a tax revenue engine is a HUGE mistake.
A couple of things here, Mr. Smartypants: 1)That would have required either a break in the space/time continuum, as CSLF isn't published until the morning; or 2) great mental skill in anticipating what Cynthia would have been writing about today.
Is it so had to believe that, when highly caffeinated, I possess excellent punning skills? Is it? Is it? Explain yourself, sir!
>Gabbard vows to ‘aggressively pursue’ intel leakers<
>Kristi Noem using polygraph test to find leakers in DHS following Trump 'loyalty tests'<
And Zuck's apparently taking his cues from Musk these days:
>Meta Cracks Down on Leakers, Fires Around 20 Employees<
The door to the kennel is open and the bloodhounds are on the loose.
If you're gonna' start leaking material to rogue punsters, you might want to take some precautions. I wouldn't want to see your home being buzzed by black helicopters with search lights and surrounded by DHS guys in the middle of the night.
So, if you want to protect yourself, there's always this. Sort of an organic VPN. As to the organic chemistry part, pyrazine isn't involved but rather thiols and thioacetates, which can help to skunk your pursuer:
In other news, I found the title to the Toyota Avalon. It had eluded my husband, but it was right where I expected it to be, once he was out of the way of the file cabinet so I could open it and get the correct file out.
Maybe you could get a transfer to Columbia? I hear they have a work release program that might be your cup of tea as far as access to your drug of choice goes...
Good morning on Sunday. It was 29 when we left for church, 37 now and supposed to get to the high 40s before raining later this afternoon.
Pope Francis is out of the hospital.
Good for Pope Francis. As my late mother used to say, "People die at the hospital."
My dad died at home. My Mom died in assisted living.
My parents both died in Hospice House.
Good morning! Yesterday was a good day. I am hoping to get two in a row.
Looks promising from here today, too. 😄
A second mouse was in the trap this morning. It was taken out to the woods.
ETA: Third mouse has also been relocated, this time to different part of the woods.
Amouse, Aramouse and Porterhouse are likely now plotting their triumphant return and are only awaiting the arrival of their erstwhile companion and sometime accomplice Dartagmouse to embark upon said return and the beginning of a new Golden Age:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Three_Mouseketeers
Said new Golden Age should not be mistaken for the new Gilded Age in which the rat that descended the Golden Escalator now seems to be making a rather serious attempt to ensconce us, the primary difference being that one is pretty funny, and the other one is not.
Time to consider another cat?
I often consider another cat, but then, I come home from Scouts at 9:00 on Thursday nights and find all the Adult Male Personnel kicking back on the sofas watching TV, and it reminds me of all the times I did that and asked, "Is Jake in?" and they all acted - week after week - as if they'd never considered the concept before clocking themselves out, as it were.
In summary, I have trauma.
Good morning, everyone. They say it will be sunny and 70s this afternoon.
The apple crumble was a hit, even without ice cream, which Fang decided wasn't worth his effort. Also, Thor couldn't find the chopped walnuts in the pantry, and he says we need new baking powder.
Morning. Heavy frost here at 27ºF. Early crocuses are long gone, daffodils are past their peak, forsythias are in full bloom. Supposed to be low 60s by afternoon.
Forsythia bush on the corner out front of my building is getting ready to bloom.
I don't have a forsythia, but the Carolina Jasmine is blooming.
Husband has returned with a 2014 Toyota Highlander. It is spacious.
Any idea what one does with a 2000 Toyota Avalon of which the only thing guaranteed to work for more than a few weeks are the new brakes?
Well, I hope your new Highlander works out for you, Cynthia, and gives you many years of trouble-free service.
But if it starts acting strange and saying things like, “I have the power! The quickening that empowers me! I feel everything! I know everything! I am everything!"...
Or perhaps, "There can be only one", you might want to reconsider your choice...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vT13a8KzBRM
And if you see some sketchy lookin' dude in Goth drag crusin' your neighborhood in a '75 Coupe DeVille blastin' Queen's "Gimme the Prize", well, good luck...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tuS2JDtwPXY
BTW... I think somebody was fibbin' when they said "There can be only one"...
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Highlander_(franchise)
Thank you. It's unusual to see Goth guys in our neighborhood, except on Hallowe'en. The local youth slouch around in sweats or even pajamas.
Sell it? webuyanycar.com or carmax.com
Ah, I see our host has another website and actual experience.
Cargurus.com has a very good self-service sales system. I used it a few years ago and was very pleased with it.
You sold a car?
My old pickup. Their protections for buyers and sellers were pretty good. They verify title and VIN (without showing them). They verify potential buyers if you use their app or website for communication, where they keep you anonymous until a buyer wants to meet for a test drive or in-person inspection or to negotiate a sale. I had people meet me at a local bank parking lot rather than coming to my address. There were more built-in protections than other marketplace sites I’ve seen. It seems like it was five bucks for a 90-day ad with lots of pics. Cleaning and shining the vehicle up repays for the effort, it seemed to me. It was a decent all-round experience using the site.
Okay, thanks. That's informative.
In case you didn’t already know, Kelly Bluebook and the National Auto Dealers Association have pretty well accepted pricing tools private buyers and sellers can use for free.
kbb.com
nada.com
KBB says it might be worth $1,000. I mean, it does work, at least today.
Drama Queen will be over later. She used to work in the local auto sales industry and might have a suggestion, too. I'd even offer her a commission if she wants to do the legwork for me.
For reasons that probably have to do with my parents' deaths and Doris's, it's important to me to take responsibility for this, what with my name is on the title.
Many charities accept vehicles, even if they don't run.
Nice!
Hi!
Been keeping my hands busy – kinda (still pooping out more than usual) – with trip prep. We are going. Looks like a day later than we hoped – but still going.
Usually, a prednisone pack (temporarily) cures anything wrong with me. Last time, I was dancing around the house, losing weight (which isn't supposed to happen on prednisone – definitely expect the opposite if you're on the stuff long-term) since "eat less, move more" was suddenly, dramatically easier free of the pall of assorted (and usually, I perceive, fairly minor – there are just several of 'em) ailments.
This time? Not so lucky. But it's still gotta be an improvement.
I worked in the yard today, picking up sticks. I let the dogs walk through the daffodils, and Zues (the blonde curly one) would let the bloom tickle his tummy. Hades just ran from side to side, like an ADHD teen-ager.
Speaking of which, Katie went to visit her sister yesterday. It's spring break, so i decided to have fun. I went to the movie theatre. BTW, smuggle in your own mike 'n ikes; 5.79 for a box walmart sells for under $2. I went to see the new WB looney tunes movie "The day the earth blew up", featuring Porky Pig and Daffy Duck. Daffy is definitely ADHD in the movie.
The movie was a throwback to the old Looney Tunes. The basic plot was an asteroid is heading towards earth, as is a UFO. Porky and Daffy are roommates, and uncover an alien's plot for world domination! 😳Petunia Pig is Porky's love interest. Together, it turns out the alien is trying to save the world by taking it over, so when Porky and Daffy foil his plan, "THE EARTH COULD DIE"! 😱😮 Fortunately they have a Looney Tunes solution that saves the world, and everyone leaves the theatre happy. How do I know that? Because I was literally the only one there for the matinee. So I hollered, changed seats, did all sorts of would-be annoying things, had there been anyone there to annoy. But when I left I showed the usher what primary seat I sat in so he'd know where to sweep.
The movie was a throwback to the old WB movie days, loads of fun. I tried to take Katie on Tuesday, she wasn't interested. So I texted her a picture from the movie, she sent back a 😢 emoji about my not waiting for her. With an opening weekend of $1 million, I didn't think it'd be there today or tomorrow. I just checked and it is still playing, so if she wants to go Sunday evening I'll take her.
That movie is playing on one of the two screens in my small town. I am so there tomorrow. Thanks for the pocket review, professor.
Would that alien, perchance, be a short martian wearing a Roman helmet and tennis shoes? Was an Eludian Q-38 Space Modulator involved? That sounds like that Bugs Bunny classic cartoon.
BTW, Daffy Duck was ADHD long before the term was invented.
Surprisingly, it is not Marvin the Martian, you puny earthling!
There is a plot twist where it makes sense why it is not Marvin.
Do we know if the wolves actually smoke pot and that the smell in their urine comes from the pot? It'd explain why they are loners when they're not mating.
I'm not a fan of the smell of pot.
Interesting how many people here know the smell of pot (as do I, BTW). 🙂
I smelled it. But I didn't inhale.
10 years ago, I did a tour of one of the new dorms at Dayton. When we walked in the room, there was a giant Bob Marley poster on the wall, and the smell of pot was present. So I commented out loud “ I didn’t know they made scratch and sniff Bob Marley posters”, and one of the girls who lived in that dorm turned very pale. Apparently she didn’t notice the smell. the housing life director leading the tour didn’t get it.
I've never smoked or used any drugs other than alcohol. I learned what marijuana smells like by asking, "What is that stench?"
I never smoked. But I went to college in the '70s. 'Nuff said.
Cool animal and the pups are soo cute...
It is 38 degrees here, and the temps will keep dropping all day into tomorrow morning into the 20s, then it will get to the 40s later in the day...welcome to OH
I feel kinda yucky today, sluggish and achy... I think it is the weather, we do have some snow flurries..Rick just left to go out of town to visit his friend, and won't be back till Tuesday morning, so I am on my own... ( he has a medical marijuana card, but he doesn't smoke it anymore and hasn't in years, mostly gummies, etc.
Brief on sister drama: Husband called the sheriffs, she was taken to the hospital (self-harming), and is now on the third floor of the local hospital...the psychiatric ward...I am relieved she is ok, but, also angry about her behaviors...and her resistance to getting help and back on track. My siblings and I are all conflicted here, we don't want her to be hurt, but, we also are not happy about what happened. Plus, her husband is done, and not sure what happens next as far as that goes, or where she will go.
I think I may just go back to bed.
I'm very sorry about your sister. Mental illness is rough on so many people, in addition to the one who is actually ill.
Thanks, Cynthia, I appreciate that...yes, it is hard on everyone
We have a mouse in the garage. It was attracted by the bags of bird seed.
My husband put out a trap, and the mouse ate the bait without springing the trap. He's made some adjustments and plans to try again, because engineer.
With 9 acres of woods, we have them. Katie sets out traps, and they mostly work. One got in our washing machine. I think he was a fan of Jon Paul Satre because he too had "No Exit".
I chased him into a pringles can, carried him to the woods, and flung him.
Since you spared his life, he might come back.
I just had D take our mouse companion out to the woods. I will suggest my husband re-bait the trap, just in case there was more than one.
What bait did you use? Peanut butter is pretty effective in my experience. Maybe it keeps them at it a little longer.
The last time we had mice, peanut butter baited traps took car of th problem.
Peanut butter and breadcrumbs.
Living on a farm, rodent control is a frequent battle. I have often found Nutella to be more effective than peanut butter.
Except it attracts teens...
No teens here anymore. The biggest threat to the Nutella is (cough, cough) the person putting out the traps who is also on a low-carb diet. I think that person, who shall remain nameless (ok, it's me) has finally conquered the Nutella-urge. But it took a year or more 😥
I can only make the low-carb work so long as there’s none in the house. It’s a constant challenge. I hear it gets easier for some of us after about a year or two… 😬 (I had a relapse over Christmas, and it took another three weeks to get back on the wagon.)
The only carb challenge I ever had was by ones named Quadrajet or Holly and on a couple of occasions Edelbrock.
It was pretty easy for me at the start, many years ago. I figured out that carbs were making me feel like crud all the time. Brain fog, no energy, I felt like crap every day :(
I felt so good getting off carbs that I mentally pictured Mr. Yuck on anything with carbs. It seems to go in cycles. There are times the urge comes back. I can relapse but have learned it is murder to get back on track. That kind of helps. Usually ;)
Not a cat. A long-leggedy wolf that looks more like a fox.
The pups are adorable. Back home after a 9 hr travel day. The only bad thing about going to AZ is that it’s far! It’s going to be in the 90s there next week, glad we went this week. I highly recommend this week’s “All-In” podcast. The besties interview Howard Lutnik who is Commerce Secretary and Trump’s longtime friend.
Another sunny day! And windy. The whole state of NC is under a burn ban.
We had heavy rain only a short time ago, too. Not that I was wanting to burn anything.
That is one cool looking canid. I close my eyes and see him in Zoot Suit, toothpick out the side of his mouth, looking around, snapping his fingers and being cool. I think it's those legs...the long legs.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G_ideMIyvy0
Here's a song.
https://www.pinterest.com/pin/wolf-in-a-zoot-suit-cartoon-yahoo-image-search-results--448600812897019302/
A good use for AI, Kurt. Make it so!
“The maned wolf’s urine has a very distinctive odor, often compared to skunk spray or marijuana smoke.” Reminds me of a funny incident. While signing it at my gym, the very young lady behind the counter says “I smell weed.” She looks at me…”Is that you?” Um, no. For a moment I wondered if I should feel a little cool, being mistaken for a young hip weed-smoking person. The moment passed very quickly.
Dude, she was hitting on you. She was probably signaling she wanted to buy.
That's a big problem for me. I'm sure you can relate.
My one grandson (age 19) can't keep the girls away. He is a dead ringer for my father (who I gather had the same 'problem', but this was only hinted at in my conservative Mennonite family). It must have skipped a generation. I don't get it. I have no idea what you are talking about. What is this 'hitting on' you speak of?
At my age, there's some part of me that would be flattered... :-) I can't recall the last time I was hit on for anything more than a contribution to the Rotary Club.
Lol!
We often wonder whether what we smell while driving is skunk or marijuana. The evaluation depends on the specific location and the time of year.
Currently, it's dead skunk season.
Skunks were common where I grew up in Maryland. They are not common in eastern NC but I have smelled a few in recent years.
They are very numerous in Union County. This is their mating season, when they feel a sudden urge to cross the road.
Tru Wuv makes both people and skunks do crazy things....
I suppose playing in traffic could impress a young lady skunk. High risk, though.
I have to be alert when I’m walking the dogs in the golf club at dusk. One time I was looking at my dang phone, looked up to see one waddling in the fairway. I’m glad I saw it before the dogs. They have great recall but it only works if I’m paying attention!
I live in an urban area and skunks aren’t common at all. I smell weed everywhere and can be pretty certain I’m not mistaking skunk for weed. It makes me worry a little about the number of people around me, especially drivers, in a mental fog.
It's everywhere. In Evanston, on a calm evening, the stink is so pervasive it's offensive. I was in Santa Barbara visiting a friend, and it's so bad I think one could get a contact high just walking around.
Where we are in Skokie, the skunks are everywhere. Not everywhen – they come out after sunset. But when they're out, they're plentiful. More so than I imagine they could be naturally. Our kind of suburbia is apparently ideal skunk habitat. If Canada geese had deep thoughts, they'd think we built the suburbs just for them, and our local skunks would think likewise.
Both skunky odors precipitate asthma attacks for me.
WI has not legalized medical or recreational weed, thank God.
Yeah...fortunate.
I'm not sure how to explain my take. I'm against criminalization of weed, but legalizing and making it approved and promoted as a tax revenue engine is a HUGE mistake.
I agree.
"They also suffer from vehicle impacts." That would make them a wolf in Jeep's clothing?
They actually enjoy it. I interviewed one who said he'd run in front of a vehicle again if he had the guts....
And I’m the one getting the groans…
Well done!
🙄
A proper response, that.
Stretching....try another angle.
Of course it’s stretching.
And that’s all I got.
You’ve been up all night working on that one, haven’t you?
A couple of things here, Mr. Smartypants: 1)That would have required either a break in the space/time continuum, as CSLF isn't published until the morning; or 2) great mental skill in anticipating what Cynthia would have been writing about today.
Is it so had to believe that, when highly caffeinated, I possess excellent punning skills? Is it? Is it? Explain yourself, sir!
Your punning aptitude is high. Today's was a stretch.
Thank you! Yeah it was, but I work with the material at hand.
Although I did not email my text to you last night, I could have done so without violating the laws of physics.
Yeah, sure. But what about other laws?
Some recent headlines...
>Elon Musk holds unprecedented Pentagon talks, wants leakers prosecuted<
>Gabbard vows to ‘aggressively pursue’ intel leakers<
>Kristi Noem using polygraph test to find leakers in DHS following Trump 'loyalty tests'<
And Zuck's apparently taking his cues from Musk these days:
>Meta Cracks Down on Leakers, Fires Around 20 Employees<
The door to the kennel is open and the bloodhounds are on the loose.
If you're gonna' start leaking material to rogue punsters, you might want to take some precautions. I wouldn't want to see your home being buzzed by black helicopters with search lights and surrounded by DHS guys in the middle of the night.
So, if you want to protect yourself, there's always this. Sort of an organic VPN. As to the organic chemistry part, pyrazine isn't involved but rather thiols and thioacetates, which can help to skunk your pursuer:
https://www.buzzfeed.com/mikecarrier/how-to-outsmart-a-bloodhound
And you might bone up on this, just in case that first line of defense fails:
https://www.wikihow.com/Cheat-a-Polygraph-Test-(Lie-Detector)
Well, that was unexpected!
In other news, I found the title to the Toyota Avalon. It had eluded my husband, but it was right where I expected it to be, once he was out of the way of the file cabinet so I could open it and get the correct file out.
Frankie will be happy to hear it. So, you gonna' trade it in?
Or maybe sell it for a (cough, hack) song?
True, but since you didn't...
Did she really not, though? It could be a Schrodinger's canid.
I hadn't thought of that!
So you admit to using performance enhancing substances. A-hah!
Is that going to get me sent to a prison in El Salvador?
Maybe you could get a transfer to Columbia? I hear they have a work release program that might be your cup of tea as far as access to your drug of choice goes...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q-PqB3k-PPM
If you’re one of the lucky ones.
Ouch!
In so, so many ways...