They ought to make a law in this city that every drinking establishment should be able to make an Irish Coffee on a moment's notice, so that I can use the teabags I always have with me, because I do not drink. Didn't have a drop of tea all day. What is this world coming to?
Because of my late afternoon medical appointment I did not go to the usual place for a meal at teatime today. Whatever I eat there, there are always a cup of regular Chinese restaurant tea and a hot Hong Kong milk tea, so I'm usally wired to the eye-brows when I waltz out of there to light my pipe and wander about. I went there yesterday instead. Which I had told them was going to happen this week, but they were never-the-less surprised.
Because it was a hot day (mid seventies) my appetite faltered.
Naturally I'm blaming the Republicans.
Everything is their fault.
I'm still rather peeved at having been told that people like me are entirely what's wrong with this country. By people who want the plantation back, whether or not their family ever owned one, but because they're white they think they deserve one and J.D. Vance promised!
As far as I'm concerned, burn the damned place down.
Make Scarlett homeless again.
Bitch.
The beer place was crowded, the karaoke joint had an off-key white woman screeching out the little red corvette song and was packed, and the bail-out bar was closed, probably because Miss Vivian's replacement may have thought that it was next week.
After getting back from being scanned in the fog-belt, I took a shower to rinse the goo off my legs. Washing off goo makes you feel like a new man. I recommend it.
With freshly goo-free gams I headed out to smoke a pipe while waiting for the bookseller. At some point I mentioned goo. We discussed it. Water-based. They didn't stick me into a machine, as he thought they would have, but they gooed me up good.
As I understand it, the angioplasties will not require goo.
Though I like goo, I'm glad to hear that.
Please note that the correct term for goo is gel, which is applied liberally so that the scanning technician can easily slide the transducer around over the questionable areas.
Which in this case are crotch to foot, both sides.
Three joints, one ball socket.
Acetabulum.
While I was puffing, several locals went by, most of whom I recognized and greeted. Also groups of visitors to the city, some in high spirits from post-conference inebriation.
Loud fly-over yobbos.
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