I just switched from Republican to Democrat (Viking Kitties secretly switched his meds)

[RubberPig]

I just switched from pro life to pro choice _{because I am a liberal who likes watching babies die} and from pro gun to anti gun _{because I don't give a crap about my property or the safety of my family}. I've always supported amnesty for illegal aliens. _{Because I profit off helping them steal identities..}

[Monkey Face]

You were in my prayers all day yesterday, so I’m hoping you’ll have good news soon!

*hug*

[Monkey Face]

Odd. That’s how I felt yesterday.

[Tax-chick]

That’s how I’m feeling today. Frank is really wearing me down. I had an egg-salad sandwich for breakfast, but I probably should have another for second-breakfast!

[Darksheare]

Thanks.
The Farnsworth Munsell 100 hue color vision test has a max “pass” error score of 124.
My score was 48, passing.

The interview, dunno.
I have ot wait for an up or down thumb notification.

[Tax-chick]

We’ll all hope for the best, Darks.

Frank woke up at 5:00 a.m. I fed him and he went back to sleep, no problem. Then the light went on in Slash’s cage. Then Ash started scuffling around. “Dog,” I mumbled to DP. Then Ash started to whine. Then Ash barked. “DOG!” I mumbled louder, with a firm nudge. Nothing.

“FReep!” I said, and got up to let Ash out. “I’m up,” says DP to his pillow. “Don’t bother, Bill,” I said. “Ohyow, Aaaaaash!” says Frank. And we’re off ...

Frank has gone back to bed now.

[Darksheare]

Ouch.

I see, Ash was following final directives imposed by young Master Frank.

I got off work at 0830, got home around 0920-ish, and still haven’t changed out of my work uniform.
*glargh*

[Monkey Face]

How was the concoction received? Anybody like it but you?

[Monkey Face]

We’ll wait with you. *hug*

[Tax-chick]

Yes, they all seem to like it, even Pat. They’re having it for lunch right now.

[Monkey Face]

Could I have enough for one sandwich, please? I’m getting a little hungry...

;o]

[Tax-chick]

You’d get salmonella if I tried to send it.

[Monkey Face]

But could you FAX me some, using Darks’ Magick-FAX?

[Darksheare]

I sense a bad idea here.

[Tax-chick]

The average viewer might very well consider FAXing an egg-salad sandwich to be a “bad idea,” it’s true.

[Darksheare]

Yes, well.. the last time it was tried, the results were listed as ‘inconclusive’.

[Tax-chick]

Was salmonella a factor?

[Monkey Face]

Well, I mean...what is this Castle for, if not the occasional “bad idea?” I mean, progress is made from bad ideas that turned out to be good.

What’s the difference between the food simulator on Star Trek and Darks’ Magick FAX?

A few years, is all...;o]

Off to the PO. Be back shortly!

[Darksheare]

Not that I recall.

[Monkey Face]

I’m back. I had to take a shortcut past the store so I could get a green pepper, since it seems the Magick FAX is a little bit broken.

[Monkey Face]

Ohman! That sandwich spread is so AWESOME!! See, the thing is, my mother never actually “gave” me the recipe. I just hung around and watched her make it every time the words “Saturday picnic” were in the air.

Over the years, the memories were dimmed. But one day ~~ my nose caught of whiff of something summery, and my mouth instantly watered, and I began to think...

So there you have it. Guard it well! I suspect the recipie is twice as old as I am, or maybe more. ;o]