Vortex, I'm sorry you are feeling sick. Stupid war on drugs criminalizing legitimate uses of perfectly good medications.
Joyce ,'Never Leave Me'
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
OK, off to get stabbed in the throat. (Every six months thingie: cortisone injection - through the front of the throat into the top of the spine. Apparently better access than starting nearer the spine.)
The Wreck of the Edmond Fitzgerald was 35 years ago today.
Just heard a story on the radio about the Gordon Lightfoot song. Apparently Lightfoot saw a TV documentary recently with new evidence that human error didn't cause the wreck. So he's changed a line of the song for future performances. From
At seven p.m., the main hatchway gave in.
He said, "Fellas, it's been good to know ya.
To
At seven p.m., it grew dark. It was then
He said, "Fellas, it's been good to know ya.
Okay, okay, it gets dark long before 7:00 on the Great Lakes in November. Points for the effort, and there's only so much he can do within the existing framework of the song.
Bleh. I'm still sick. Really have no voice at all now.
Healing ~ma to your voice, Hil.
At seven p.m., it grew dark. It was then
He said, "Fellas, it's been good to know ya.
Okay, okay, it gets dark long before 7:00 on the Great Lakes in November. Points for the effort, and there's only so much he can do within the existing framework of the song.
Hmm, I'd think
At seven p.m., his face grew more grim,
or
At seven p.m., he mustered a grin,
He said, "Fellas, it's been good to know ya.
At seven p.m. the Simpsons were on,
He said, "Fellas, this episode's my favorite."
DCJ, tons of ~ma for Ray and for your mom.
Hil, feel better.
I'm running around like a crazy person trying to remember everything I need to pack. We leave tomorrow!