BLOWN FUSES

This time it was Stephen who came across as vague and possibly out there. I had mentioned lunch -- fish burger and fries (香酥魚柳包 · 薯條 'heung sou yü lau baau, sue tiu') at a place which does a much better version of that than McDonalds could ever manage, with a lovely cup of Hong Kong Milk Tea (港式奶茶 'gong sik naai cha') which they certainly don't do in this country -- and for the life of him he couldn't figure out what it was, what a toasted bun might be, whether it was edible or not, and where on earth the place was which I had mentioned.
I clarified three times that it was two doors from a place he knew (where I had first seen him half a decade ago), it had been there for many years, and I knew he had been there.

He's spent his entire life in the Chinatown environment. He grew up here. He returns to Chinatown every day, he has an office here. But he's of an age when the transformers sometimes go kablooey.

While we were talking, Robert (who is as old) was obsessing over chicken feet.
Dear fellow, man does not live by chicken feet alone.
No matter how scrumptious.

I have eaten chicken feet and enjoyed them.
But I will not dwell fondly upon them.
They're okay. Okay?

Good thing I had already finished my pastry before either gentleman showed up. And took my pill. Last week I forgot to take my amlodipine besylate till an hour and a half afterwards, and the feet twitching kept me up for an additional two hours longer than I wanted.

TRANSIT SYSTEM ELECTRICAL FIRE

Some medications have warnings that they may cause drowsiness, dizziness, or confusion, don't operate machinery or get pregnant if taking them. Consult with your doctor, and avoid certain things. Do not combine with this, that, and the other, and do not overdose. I suspect that both of them are considerably more medicated than I am, and it may be interfering with all their synapses firing. Plus both of them have hearing issues, and even if they were not taking pills up the wazzoo might be as just iffy as they are.

The train crash-landed past the runway where the waterbuffalo roam.
A few feet further and they would slide downhill.
There's a soft sand beach there.
Plus killer crabs.

You'll get tangled in seaweed if you don't have a rigid and systematic approach to your medicines, to which you adhere as if your life depends on it. Your sanity certainly does.



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