There's a good chance you hallucinated this week without ever knowing it

Inverse ^ | October 11, 2019 | By Jack Barton on

[Monkey Face]

I did now! LOL!

The bruise, however, shows no signs of going away. ;o]

[Monkey Face]

I’m glad the presentation was a success. It always makes the day brighter when we feel we’ve enlarged a few minds. Good job, and happy Friday!

[ArGee]

It always makes the day brighter when we feel we’ve enlarged a few minds.

Unless we're spreading encephalitis.

[Silentgypsy]

Hi, y’all.

[null and void]

[NicknamedBob]

"The Benadryl Wannabe cream is within reach. ;o] (Five bites in a 3” area.)"

Who would have guessed that mosquitoes have learned about fracking?

[Darksheare]

“The voices in my head are telling me that you will commit suicide for asking me about Epstein.”

[Silentgypsy]

:-D

[Tax-chick]

Problem with that is it’s hard to keep one person’s food separate from others’.

[ArGee]

I’ve shared an apartment. You label the shelves in the fridge and the pantry. You let the apartment sharers duke it out if they think the others are pilfering.

I do think it would be too much work for you.

[Tax-chick]

It’s the “duke it out” part that would be tedious. Nobody ever admits to eating whatever it was, so it would be a constant free-for-all.

[NoCmpromiz]

Done for the day.. ;-)

[Tax-chick]

[Monkey Face]

Yes, NC, that would be me in a shotgun shell. One of my email accounts is “buckshot.”

[Monkey Face]

Kitteh looks slightly toasty!

Good morning.

I got a bat card in yesterday’s mail, so I’m going to take the bat out and frame it. :o]

The welts on my wrist and forearm aren’t quite so welty this morning, and the itching is down to a civil level.

And finally (I think) today is Charlie’s birthday, so I really need to remember to call him.

[Tax-chick]

Kitteh will go inside and get ash all over the furniture. Because they do.

Good morning. It’s cold here. Shannon is annoyed because I made her get off my bathrobe.

[Monkey Face]

But it was your turn for the bathrobe!

I was making the bed and somehow, my hand slipped off the blankets and the back of my right hand hit the corner of the nightstand. Just call me “Clumsy,” ‘cause I are.

I just wrapped a gift for the niece that is leaving for
Canada the 11th of December. She’s lived all her life in St George! I hope she is able to stay warm. Tomorrow is her Farewell, but I don’t know if I can make it. Maybe, with luck, I can get to her place today, while I still feel relatively decent.

[Tax-chick]

I hope you get a chance to see the niece off, one way or another. Not the time of year I would choose for going to Canada.

Shannon keeps telling me to open the back door. Then she feels the cold wind and tells me Cats Don’t Like This. I’m surprised she’s not in bed with Tom: maybe his door is closed.

[Monkey Face]

*tagline*

[Tax-chick]

Good one! I died in 1995 from artificial sweeteners.