Observations, attempted in a.m. before shower and after weird dreams: Why do you read that stuff? Or even "look." Haven'tcha even heard the phrase "Don't look!" What is the matter with you? I've told you this a hundred times. Keep your eyes shut at all times. Jeez.
B) Whoever has the pope needs a new one.
C) I would never want to sample 1005 people, let alone two.
D) Humans are my least favorite specie.
E)You worry too much.
D) I love you, but don't understand how you get so excited about this stuff. I must be a concerned parent.
E) I want you to take a Common Sense Ignorance and Relaxer Pill, so I must be a bad parent.
F) I'll TRY not to worry about you, but you don't make it easy.
G) Wherever you came home from, you should wash off before you come back. Scrub; or roll in puddle or mud. Watch birds. Learn from them. Twenty four hours in the freezer will kill most things, that is bugs with manipulable bodies.
H) Don't know what mendacious is. Looks suspicious, but I try to pick sounds for words that are aurally representative of their meaning and provide some cue.
That one has an almost likable, sweet sound. Mendacious. I think I am mendacious. Therefore I am. Mendacious.
"I, Mendacious."
Kind of Healing, too. Like a cowboy with a fencing tool. A net repairer. A superstar of Portofino.
Can women be mendacious? No. They can't be near the number of things men can, because they don't fit in the language as well. Look what it's done to them. Simple practical exclusion. I doubt, I seriously doubt, this was due to the intelligence of men. Forethought that is. If women were shortened to "en", shorter even than men, slipped inside them in order, that would change things. Think of the pleasant irony of having a man present this information. I could become a hero; a centennial ~ no, millenial ~ figure. "I, Endacious, gave women one less letter."
Damn! I like it!)
You guys could have entropy and encephalitis. Encouragement. Enrapture. Enragements. Endemics. Envision. I can feel your horse-mounted cavalry (as opposed to the pig-mounted cavalry) massing just beyond the horizon hills. "We entreaty. We enjoy you. Let us."
Okay. Well. That will do it before I go shower. And probably for this year. Unless I think of something else.
Oh yeah. You started with HAPPY NEW YEAR! and then left us agitated and bummed out. Like this. |
