Yesterday was a holiday. Somewhere. Somewhere, I bet. Holidays are all over these days. Sometimes they sneak up on you. Sometimes you can hear them coming. Sometimes not. Two and three abreast lately. And loud. All hollering and hooting. Barfing in the gutter. And so on. Though I like mine plain. Just some melted butter, mostly. No barf. Nothing fancy. And then a nap. I like naps. Naps and cheese.
Yeah, I been in the pet biz from day one. Before the pet rocks even. Back when bubbling slime was a big deal and all. Didn't sell too well but at least it was my idea.
Wow it's cold in here. I wonder if all glaciers are like this, all icy. Sort of damp all over too. And wet at the bottom. I like the color though.
Was awake half the night listening to my bed sheets shifting and whiffling around. So this morning I burned them. Then the fire department sent out a couple of trucks, but I said no thanks, I know how to burn things. So I had a beer and then a nap in the back yard and now we're right on track again.
Two giants munched lunch. I wasn't invited. Or lunch. Some days turn out OK.
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Me? I'm now back to living in today.
