Well, ok then, I’ll just talk to myself. 
Howdy from da cave! Another irkday survived. YAY! OYKW called me a little bit ago. He’s goin’ by the sto’ and it occured to him that today is fried chikin day at the Harvey’s sto’. He’s bringin’ me a fried chikin’ dindin. One gets three pieces of chikin, two sides, roll or cornbread, cake and a drink for six bucks. Sounds good to me! Thus here I sit awaitin’ vittles.
::listens as swampy has heated argument with himself over why no one wants to talk to him::
Und vat does he zink of his Mutter?
:: argues with self ::
Oh no you didn’t!
Oh yes I did!
Oh no you didn’t!
Oh yes I did!
Oh no you didn’t!
Oh yes I did!
Oh no you didn’t!
Oh yes I did!
Oh no you didn’t!
Oh yes I did!
Oh no you didn’t!
Oh yes I did!
No you DIDN’T!
Oh yes I did!
No you DIDN’T!
Oh yes I did!
No you DIDN’T!
Oh yes I did!
I sink you need help, Svampbear, nicht vahr?
We let Salsa’s make supper tonight. Shrimp tacos - YUM!!!
Tomorrow, I think I’ll make a run to WalMart - woohoo! We need kitteh litter and kitteh kibbles, and **FCD **wants a couple more pairs of jeans. So I have that to look forward to. rah.
I think I’ll just recline the night away now. MWAH!
Swapmy, did you change voices during your argument; if so, I think you are possessed!!! :eek: :eek: :eek:
Lucky you, you don’t even need to change out of your jammies to do your errands. As an added bonus, you can update your Portrait Gallery picture with the new picture you’ll have on PoW. 
I get to go to Dog (rear)LegVille next month, not exactly DogButtTown, but in that general area. Guess I need to practice talkin slow & funny-like so they understand me.
Winner! Winner! Chikin Dinner! The sto’ boughten chikin dindin was good. Tummy is happy.
Spidey just remember “well, bless yore heart” is not always a good thing.
I’m feelin’ the need for another early bedtime. Mayhaps a melatonin is in order as well. Thus I shall go lie upon the bed and watch teevee until sleepy time.
Nitey Nite Y’all!
Dang! Bowling was postponed until next week because part of our group lives in a rural elevated area where the roads are still a bit slick. 
Instead, I did aqua aerobics and am getting ready to fix some supper.
Work went OK. Nothing bad on the commute weather wise. Of course there was the guy that passed me on the right, then had to slam on brakes to avoid hitting the
Acura that was only going 10mph over. And when i get home I fed the critters. Gordie tired to bury his food, pushed it towards Bella, then got freaked out and started speaking in tongues.:dubious:
And good luck on the job.
Must be cosmic rays or something. The traffic stupid was AMAZING tonight.
In case anyone is wondering, it doesn’t work on tablets
It verks vine on zee PCs.
Svampy might use it for zee therapy, but be might do the talking to himself again.
Alas, one cannot tell.
well, bless yore heart, Swampy 
And there is always
http://www.toilette-humor.com/halloween/cat_bowling.shtml
I’m still trying for that 300 game. My best so far is (I believe) 262.
Talking is fine. If he starts playing with himself in here, I’m taking a vacation. :eek:
Or possibly repossessed!!! :eek: :eek: :eek:
Happy Thorsday!
I’m up too early but I finally got rid of the chills.
It’s a dark 29 degrees outside.
Today is laundry day and I have a lot to do.
Can’t put it off any longer, I have to go for pre-op testing today or tomorrow and have to have something clean to wear. Shorts and a t-shirt are not an option.
SSDD
Wow - two nights in a row of uninterrupted sleep! Surely that’s a sign of end times!! Or exhaustion… either way.
My sweetie is on his way to work and I’m finishing an egg sammich breakfast. Sun is promised and I intend to take advantage of it with a load of t-shirts and socks on the line. Maybe some sheets, too. And once that is done, I’ll head south on 235 to the wilds of California and WalMart. I need to time it for lunch at Red Robin - I’ve got a free b-day burger coming my way.
For you Netflixers who might be looking for something light and fun with a little bit of suspense, check out Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries. The series is made in Australia, set in the 1920s, and it doesn’t take itself seriously at all.
Onward into the day! Happy Thursday!!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 43 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 49 and rain for the day. Rah. I get to go to the near north forty this mornin’. This means I can leave from da cave cause it’s closer, so there’s that I reckon.
I am neither possessed or re-possessed. I am repressed.
Spidey, well, just, bless yore heart. 
Ok, that’s all I got. I need more caffeine and rumbly tummy wants to be fed. Then, alas and alack, irk purtification must commence. Le Sigh.
Happy Thursday Y’all!
A gen-yoo-wine case of the pot calling the kettle black…