Posted on 03/24/2020 9:36:36 AM PDT by Rebelbase
My sons would agree with you, but I’m not going to give it to them, so it doesn’t matter.
I’m sure it will be very interesting.
Cauliflower is in the oven. I’ll check on it after I take a shower.
Stolen fair and square!
Pirate boarding parties!
And, telemarketers to top it off.
It was horrible to behold!
I almost missed it.
Happy Wednesday, everyone.
Your sons know intuitively, like all good boys do, that if the Good Lord wanted us to eat that stuff, he wouldn’t have made the vegans like it.
Btw, just teasing you.
I happen to like the cauliflower stuff too, and the prep you laid out sounds interesting.
But don’t tell my buddies I said that.
If they find out, they’ll make a point of bringing raw veggie platters whenever we get together at my place, randomly go into “why you shouldn’t be afraid of guns” lectures and start questioning me on why I’m not married.
Then the rumors start and I have to kill them all and move to a new state... again.
It’s such a bother.
You didn’t have to bring in the telemarketers when it’s raining!
LOL! Some of my very numerous sons are fond of vegetables, but that set doesn’t overlap with the ones who like curry. Thus, I get my whole cauliflower to myself!
You seem remarkably sane for someone who lives in California.
You seem remarkably sane...
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You take that back! You trying to get me in trouble?
actually, if the organized voter fraud is taken out, there’s a real good chance Cali ain’t “blue” anymore.
Yeah, yeah. And if a frog had air-bags ...
People around my neck of the woods held their breath until they turned blue and stayed that way.
Uh huh.
Quitters quit.
Herd animals follow the herd.
Cattle gets treated as cattle.
But here’s the thing about herd animals, as soon as it’s not cool to be one way, they’ll the the other.
MPAI
How else does one show overwhelming force but by bringing out telemarketers?
But don’t tell my buddies I said that.
If they find out, they’ll make a point of bringing raw veggie platters whenever we get together at my place, randomly go into “why you shouldn’t be afraid of guns” lectures and start questioning me on why I’m not married.
Then the rumors start and I have to kill them all and move to a new state... again.
It’s such a bother.
It's all such a nuisance. T-c makes lots of things sound really tasty!
Floof is surprised that Thursday is here!
Good morning.
Your book was in Denver, yesterday, (media mail) so maybe by this time next week the Book Bunneh will have it at your door.
It’s still cold here, and may or may not get up to 80°. I’m so thankful for the heated mattress pad!
I took the trash out a few minutes ago, never equating the facts that the Dumpster was emptied yesterday, and that I had beer bottles in the bags. At 0330, I don’t think my neighbors appreciated me.
I dreamed of snakes and empty boxes and a car accident last night, and all of them, individually, indicate difficulties. As in, there is an enemy that is actively trying to do me harm or prevent me from doing what I need to do. The last symbol indicated that I would be able to muddle through on my own and overcome it all. Sounds more like the story of my life than of things to come!
I don’t want that bunneh to exhaust itself bringing the book. Animal welfare must be paramount! On the other hand, Vlad’s new dictionary may arrive today, because those Amazons have more stamina.
I dreamed about moving furniture, rain, cats, and my mother. One thing about all this is that one is happy to get up in the early a.m.
Jake is here washing. I wonder if that means it started raining again.
I know media mail is a lot slower, but I thought it would have been a little farther than Denver by now.
I couldn’t see anything in the book that would indicate anything unfortunate in your dreams. Mothers are a good omen.
For a nano-second, I thought Jake was an offspring and couldn’t understand why he would be washing himself in a place other than a bathroom. Then I realized he’s a CAT! *sheesh* Maybe my brain needs to be washed out again.
My brain has gone walkabout, too. Fortunately, I don’t need a brain to do laundry!
Well, I did manage to get a letter written. I had started it almost a week ago, and finally finished it this morning. I was determined to get it done! Maybe it will get there before the book does!
It’s cold (48°) and windy (5 mph) which makes the wind chill 46.2°. Brr-r-r-r!
You’d be surprised what can happen to laundry if you don’t have a brain...
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