I Did Myself an Injury

Glad my melons brightened your day! I’m all about spreading joy and happiness, however I may!

There shall be no joy nor happiness around here if I can help it.

I went to work today, in the very teeth of the blackout, which, although it didn’t amount to much in my neighborhood, is a Very Serious Problem.

I was fully prepared to engage in my daily toil, even under extreme hardship. Or under no hardship at all, whichever.

The Powers That Be forced me to go home, thus thwarting my plan to be really, really productive, and I really, really meant it this time.

I was forced, forced I say, to spend the entire day goofing off. This sort of thing is unacceptable in a free society.

They didn’t even give me any fruit.

Apologies to anyone still without power. I hope you’re OK, even if you can’t read this.

That didn’t make any damned sense, did it?

Sometimes goofing off involves a lot of beer.

<sigh> My Hero!<sigh>

I hope my dissolute behavior hasn’t diminished the otherwise sterling image you hold of me, my darling.

A dove-gray tuxedo will be just fine, really.

Actually, after re-reading some of my recent posts, I think I need to turn this thing off before I get into an argument.

Damn, this post doesn’t make any sense, either.

You know what I mean.