“Dear Abby”, the fruit whispered low
“I’m quite filling for breakfast, and so
Stuffed with healthy good taste.
Let me not go to waste!”
But alas! She said, “Banana, no.”
Heh. I guess the banana will have to wait until tonight or tomorrow morning.
By clicking on the link, you can sing along
To Harry Belafonte’s Banana Boat Song.
Breakfast? Um… ginger ale and some instant noodles. (yes, I eat weird things)
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Gimme a break, gimme a break, break me of a piece of that KitKat bar!
(I’m off to get a bit o chocolate and a soda.)
I just finished a bag of cashews. YUM.
It’ll be salad and sausage for supper.
I couldn’t break away yet. The phone is busy today.
Speaking of the phone, I think I’m going to change my phone number. For some reason, SportChek / Coast Mountain Sports have been giving people my number to call. This is not a sports store… hello!
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Aw, Flam, baby, can’t you be a good sport about the calls?
:: ducking and running ::
No. In fact, I find it hard to be a good sport these days. I’m going to retreat to Our Place now…
Howdy. I’m back. Sort’ve.
Amazing thing happened at my house. I was down in NC for the hurricane, and finally got back to look at the house. There wasn’t any damage. There wasn’t even a branch or piece of yard debris to pick up. All my neighbors had piles of debris at the street waiting for pickup. Some of them had some big trees resting on houses and such. Not me. I had come back partly to assess the situation, and do some fixing up. But nothing to do. All I lost was what was in the fridge.
Sadly, the area is still without power, and expects to be that way a little while. So I went back to NC. But this really sucks, not having much access to a computer.
Maybe if someone there can just, every so often, pretend I wrote something. Or even come up with something witty, and pretend I thought of it.
Ah, the frustrations of internet deprivation…
Welcome back. RotorHead! Thank goodness you’re okay. I hope you’re fully powered up soon.
Flamsterette, I don’t know why the hamsters ate my previous post here, about four hours ago. Wherein I apologized for my "sport"joke, that fell so flat in the dust before you. Had I realized you’re in a bummed-out state right now, I wouldn’t have teased you. Again, my apologies (I know what that state of mind is like, alas), and I hope life takes an upswing for you – soon.
Flami I hope you feel better soon.
Rotorhead I am glad you’re ok with no serious damage to your home.
I really need to start posting here more often. I used to post all the time, until my
computer started having problems.
I recently had my computer upgraded – new CPU, new hard drive, new printer – and now instead of 2 gigs free hard drive space, I’ve got 30+ gigs just begging to be used.
Man, the feeling of power…
I had a nestles crunch ice cream bar. 
ACK!!! I just posted in the “Crunchy Cheetos” thread, and now hop over here to yet another food enticement! Chips… ice cream… There goes the waistline. :eek:
Good Humor also makes ice cream. Speaking of good humor, Mike Royko wrote some entertaining columns. Maybe Flami can read this one and get some ideas for dealing with her unwanted callers. “No, we don’t sell golf clubs, bowling balls, or any other sporting goods. We’re really just a front for a Nigerian baboon-nose-smuggling ring and 1920’s-style death ray brokerage. But since you’re on the line anyway, we would be most appreciative to receive your most gracious assistance in transferring $20,000,000 in contract overruns from the Bank of Lagos to your secured Canadian bank account…”
I’ve read some Royko columns – they’re very good. I enjoy the op-ed page generally.
Physics gives me a headache. It’s not even my class. It’s my sons class.