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You’re not Kevin Tighe either. 
I’m going to be exhausted today because my stoopid brain decided to start fretting over everything in the world at 1 in the a.m. and didn’t stop for a couple of hours. Stoopid brain.
Happy Canada Day, eh?
Up, caffeinated, off to work. It’s my Firday.
But I’m not Flytrap, either 
Giggy, I love when justice is served.
You do if you don’t want them to ever get up again.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN 'Tis <snerk> 69! <snerk> Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 91 for the day with possible afternoon rain/tstorms/apocalypse. The weather PTB got that right for yestiddy afternoon. We shall see if they are right today.
No big plans for the day other than a <snerk> Quickie! <snerk> N.O.L. I think I shall go ahead and make the coleslaw for Firday. Or not. It’s a willy-nilly day!
Ok, that’s all I got. I need more caffeine and rumbly tummy demands sustenance. Then, who knows. I might even go back to bed. I get wild and crazy when I’m on vacation. 
Happy Hump Day Y’all!
ETA: HAPPY CANADA DAY!!!
Did you ever wish you could continue a dream once you woke up? I’ve never had that happen before until last night. You see, yesterday morning I woke up during a dream about agreeing to pet-sit a dog, which at that point in the dream I was bringing home with me. I woke up, went about my day and didn’t give it another thought.
Until I woke up last night, all upset because I’d realized I must have left the dog in the car all day because I couldn’t remember bringing it in the house. 
I was really confused until I realized that the dog wasn’t real.
So…continuing a dream apparently isn’t all it’s cracked up to be!
Lucky me!
Indeed. :dubious:
tugig!!! I feel as if I summoned you. **kai **and I were messaging about you on FB yesterday. Hope you get your water time, altho I always hated holiday weekends on the Bay. Too many of the stoopit only ventured out on the water 2 or 3 times a year - VHF was virtually unusable due to their idiocy. No, a marine radio is not a CB… Anyway, welcome back!!
**FCD **let me sleep in till almost 7 today - woohoo!! He’s about to head to his shop and paint and stuff, and I’ve got some errands to run, once I have some breakfast and hang out the sheets that are washing. Beyond that, I have fewer plans than swampy!
I was just thinking earlier - this month, it’s 4 years since I retired. Wow!
Happy July Oneth! Happy Canada Day! Happy Wednesday!!
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Go, Giggity!
my .sig to everyone
<Hangs head too shamed to admit he can’t remember the “details” of the former name any more than the current name. Actually other than Swampy, Mom and a couple Ios he CRS about most people here>
I have my copy of Strange Brew in the DVD player all ready to go in their honor. I just have to make a run for some beer and donuts and then its time to hit play.
As an EMT, I play with the same toys as he does; how you doin’? 
Swampy, shame on you, you forgot the “,EH”
Left lunch in the car; that’s reason enough to go home, right?
The express twain didn’t come; had to take the local, so that’s two reasons; actually that was reason to never come in in the first place.
Happy Birthday to my country!
Y’all know how to spell the name of the country whats celebratin’ today, right?
C, eh? N, eh? D, eh?
Back from erranding. Now I’m going to peel, break, and melt some crayons to make new multi-colored crayons in fun shapes! Or it’ll stink up the house. We shall see…
You know – like in g----------------
Naaaah – too easy.
Happy Hump Day!
Happy Canada Day!
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And the news is not good. Lucky Louie’s tumor is a mast cell tumor. It may or may not come back and it is malignant. I don’t know if that is spelled right. So I am just supposed to keep an eye on the area for a recurrence.
I am a bit numb at this point. I intend to do the best I can for him as long as I can.
Like in this song.
My old name is what my Portrait Gallery picture is listed under.
{{{Louie & Butters}}}
I offer to our northern neighbors this song of tribute!
Back from a <snerk> Quickie! <snerk> N.O.L. and the obtainin’ of sixty pounds of propane. I got the three baby propane tanks re-filled. That has been the excitatement of the day thus far. Maybe some cee-mint pond in a bit. So far the sky is clear.
{{{Butters and Lucky Louie}}} Here’s hopin’ for the best possible outcome for that sweet baby!