Ffolkes….
In the infamous words of the Wicked Witch, “I’m melting, I’m melting.”… That state includes both emotional and physical states, as our temps here are climbing up to the 90’s today. I’m going into seclusion with a couple good books, and will return in a day or two, when balance has been achieved, and the melting process halted…
Until then, bright blessings, and be well & happy as you may…
gigoid
Ffolkes,
we ought to know a little about everything.”
~~ Blaise Pascal ~~
Ah, yes! I love the smell of artificial, imitation, deep-fried ANYTHING! I AM, after all, a trained consumer….
Okay, no ranting in the intro, bozoid one. Hie, there, ffolkes. In case it isn’t clear by now, I’m in a Zippy mood. While not a frequent occurrence, we can never tell quite what that will mean, in the final analysis; I’ve had it turn out quite well, at times; other times, I wake up in another state, (e.g., Wisconsin, or Sinaloa, in Mexico…. which was, admittedly, way better than Wisconsin….), naked, hung over, with no idea where I’ve been, how I got there, what I’ve been consuming (the masters won’t like that!…. gotta consume our quota!…), or with whom, or what, I’ve been consorting…. Not…
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