TSCLT 10.0: Confucius say he hates a pussy!

[Bidin~Time]

Good morning!

The mid thirties temps this morning are much preferable to the mid teen temps of yesterday.

Still, there is a winter weather warning.

As to the tooth, there is a product called Hurricaine that will make you more comfortable until you see the dentist.

 

[Champakian]

I thought the Hurricane was to help old people walk.

 

[Bidin~Time]

That kind does that.

 

[bellisarius]

Good morning!

The mid thirties temps this morning are much preferable to the mid teen temps of yesterday.

Still, there is a winter weather warning.

As to the tooth, there is a product called Hurricaine that will make you more comfortable until you see the dentist.

I thought the Hurricane was to help old people walk.

You mean walk faster don't you?

Morning BT

 

[Champakian]

Help! I've fallen and can't get up!

 

[bellisarius]

Help! I've fallen and can't get up!

Not so worried about the tooth now, are ya?

 

[Bidin~Time]

In this case a Hurricane is needed in addition to Hurricaine

 

[Champakian]

More worried bout the dogs licking my face.

 

[Bidin~Time]

More worried bout the dogs licking my face.

They may be the most effective at keeping you on your feet.

 

[Champakian]

They so do love it when a human is down on their level and
considering how short their little legs are,
that's a long way down...

 

[Bidin~Time]

better to sit down than to fall down

 

[Champakian]

Well, that's somewhat of a no-brainer...

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Happeh Sunday!!!


It's warmer now since the rain done blowed out, but the sneaux is done blowin' in, or so they threaten. I may have to go sort those fuckers out.


The housecats have all had a lovely visit, until the fat one decided to attack the old one, who can outrun him no sweat. The landlady is out, so she'll get two pizzas and I'll feed Chubby pepperonis until he can't touch the floor. He loves the stuff. Call the ASPCA!!!


It's gonna be a lazy day. I'll wander "home" next weekend . . . .

 

[Champakian]

Hey, slow morning here. The rain has mostly moved out, but it is still cloudy and gloomy.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

I think that I'll put on some shoes and go out and see if any woods poodles come to this-here grub caller . . . .

 

[Champakian]

Good luck. I might fix some breakfast in a bit. Maybe more of a brunch...

 

[bellisarius]

Good luck. I might fix some breakfast in a bit. Maybe more of a brunch...

I'm getting ready to fix my 3 square breakfast. 3 eggs, 3 slices of bacon, 3 pieces of toast.

 

[Champakian]

I decided to have my third cup of coffee first.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Third cup done.


Ate a load of yogurt.


Tended to the cats. Mine. The others are good.


The sun is trying to come out . . . .

 

[Champakian]

It's still hiding here and breakfast has not made itself.

Definitely a brunch today.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

I guess that I'll have to cook for the landlady at some point, because her culinary skills are vastly inferior to mine.


I can't remember the last woman I spent much time with who was a better cook than I. Hmmmm . . . .

 

[Champakian]

I am certainly the best cook here...

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Me, too.


I just don't.


This house is the Away Game.


Now, on my home turf, it's game on!!!

 

[Champakian]

I'm always the home team.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Home. Went out on a wee adventure. Scored a decent Reuben at the little place up the road. Stopped to look at the old Barracuda.


"T'ain't fer sail."


"Otay . . . ."


I reckon he's a-gonna fix it up one day . . . 10 years after he's done drunkt hisse'f to death . . . .