Mr. Col. Mike Pickering's comment on Jan. 2's blog is the longest recorded blog in the history of free and democratic blogobamas. Added to his interminable mountain of monotonous verbiage was a plethora of sentences that ran on and on like a tsunami of slow flowing lava. And apparently, apostrophes are--besides friendly and sociable games of cards--anathema to this pyramid of a man. He has all the virtues I dislike, and none of the vices I admire. So what's to be done? Next New Year's Eve-- perhaps the next time we dine with this virulent card-hating smushy Jewish tomato plant--after an afternoon of feeding slot machines and then ourselves, we shall retire to his place and sit around munching each other's words instead of engaging in the thrilling challenge of "Pay Me" which requires some thought as to know when to hold 'em or when to fold 'em;know when to walk away, know when to run--and whether or not you can get away with saying, "I paid you the nickel already! Look on the floor or between your legs."
You can read this watermelon's comment by clicking on the word "comment" at the bottom of yesterday's dessert-ation.
Today, as yesterday, was a very cold and blustery day, and hopefully the market didn't drop 220 points again... I haven't checked it. One happy thought was the fact that gold went up to $856 an ounce! I should have bought a hundred ounces 15 year's ago when I paid about $250 an ounce instead of only 10 ounces. Darn! Go know. Anyway, we dropped my car off at the car doctor because the cold air thing was only blowing hot air on hot days; then we were off to Boca and Rho's eye doctor for a check-up. Her appointment was for 1:40pm but it wasn't until after 3pm that we got out of there. Since she hadn't had any lunch and I only had half an apple turnover for breakfast we stopped in at Lox Around the Clock. She had a bowl of soup and half a corned beef sandwich, and I had coffee and shrimp salad on a bagel. Since it was about 4pm when our food arrived, we had no clue as to when we would be having dinner. It's 8pm now and still no dinner. I'm going to have something to say about doctors down here tomorrow who schedule multiple patients at the same hour. TTYL
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