You know Mr. dch...
It occurs to me that Rob just may become insufferable due to recent honors bestowed upon him... chest all puffed out and a swagger in the walk... all because he was able to lay claim to a certain couch for a weekend. Got any ideas on what we should do about that? <VEG> I mean, if it happens that he starts resembling a Banty Rooster.
>>I was not able to decipher your crab meat, Yarri Ridge, Damn Robe, steak breaking code.<<
Well, I couldn't really decipher it either, but I wasn't believing for a minute the part about forgetting the damn Robe and Jammies. Oh I believe that she could forget them and I believe that she would think they are damned, but I don't believe for a second that she was damning that she forgot them! (Does that make sense?) So, what does it all mean?
Well, at first, I thought it might be code. But, I know that E'Lane would not send a message out in a code that nobody could recognize. So, I came to the only other logical conclusion available... she has lost her mind due to a visitation by space aliens... or perhaps, by someone from the Washington DC area (New Jersey counts!) - God only knows what constant exposure to Washington's beuracracies will do to one. :-)
Lazarus, wondering if space aliens know that body snatching is a felony... |
