Ms.
May 25, 41 A.B.
(((Fifth
Day Of Medical Transcriptionist Week!)))
"I have
opinions of my own - strong opinions -
but I
don't always agree with them."
- George W. Bush
(still at large)
Routine
Maintenance
I've spent much of today as I spend every 25th day of the month when it
occurs precisely one week after the full moon: Suiting up and going for
a little cyberspace walk around the outside of my journal.
Just to make sure everything's A-OK.
Just to convince myself once and for all that that really wasn't
another lost cyberspace alien that splattered across the windshield the
other day.
The good news is that none of the words which encrust these entries like
the silly little brain barnacles that they are have broken loose and damaged
anything important (like those pop-up ads - my last remaining link to earthly
reality).
The bad news is that my journal seems to be falling an average 1.5 IQ points
a week due to increased presidential campaign activity.
Or maybe increased TV viewing. The hypothesis here is that the more
I have my TV on, the more broadcast signals it captures, the more it weighs
me down.
As the ancient Greek philosopher, Zeno, once put it so memorably, "The
lightest TV is the one with the darkest screen."
Maybe that's why jaundice seems to be setting
into this section of my entry?
Oh, well. Too stupid to worry about
that now....
Jester
Cat Update
Jester has been worrying me.
He didn't pee between 2 a.m. this morning and 3 p.m. this afternoon.
Thus, instead of returning to tackling important issues of state as I should
be doing now that my cyberspace walk has ended, I am sitting here worrying
about the unusual bladder habits of my feline.
Does Clinton ever have this problem with regard to Socks?
If we give cats to Gore and Bush, might they be distracted from doing anything
stupid after one or the other takes office a mere 8 months from now?
Damn - that reminds me: It's now too late for me to have a baby that
will be born while Clinton's still president!
DAMN!
Ok, Dan - get a grip. You can still simply split in two and reproduce
that way if you put your back into it. You can still learn to have
something bud and drop off a limb if you overcome your irrational fear
of night school.
Must... try... to... read... book... in... dark... closet... SOON... in...
order... to... acclimate... self... to... the... idea... of... post-sunset...
education....
Idea safe. Very safe. Bring mind closer... closer... closer...
to idea. Pet idea. Nice idea, nice.
Idea is my friend.
Try not to think about person(s) who dropped idea on scrapheap of history
without a single life-sustaining neuron every idea needs.
Bad, person(s) - bad!
Good boy!
Get your leash and let's go watch "Oprah"!
Garden
Hint
You should wait a minimum of 6 weeks after your daffodils bloom before
you attempt to enjoy their beauty if you want them to come back next year.
Back To
A Time
That Will
Never Come Again
Despite
The Added Radishes
You CAN
Go Home Again
If You
Don't Mind People Picketing
Your Parole
Board
Forward
Again
To A Government
Approved Landfill
For Perfectly
Good Eyesight
Now Hopelessly
Contaminated
By This
Entry
(İNow by Dan'l
James, Licensed Little Dickens)
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