Nothing comes with directions anymore. I think you’re either supposed to get a little kid, absorb it by way of osmosis, or download them from somewhere you can’t find because there ARE NO FREAKING DIRECTIONS.
Aaaaargh.
We’ve had weird frozen precipitation lately. Big bouncy sleet and snow pellets the size of kitty kibbles.
Where’s my Global Warming, Algore?!
Sally got the same model a few weeks ago. She says it has a user manual in the “Help” function. How are you supposed to find the manual if you don’t even know how to use the danged thing to start with?
On the plus side, I found the tamales I brought home from church last night, neatly stashed in the refrigerator in Tom’s room. He thought they were all for him. This is a sort of his life’s paradigm.
(Sally is 19. Tom is 23. They are GAAAAAAH!-inducing persons.)
Is Algore even still alive?
I think AOC is in charge of warming the planet, now. She certainly produces sufficient hot air.