Gonna Fling Some Bats, So Duck!
Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored," rock-hard believers in karma! What goes around, comes around. So if you forget to water your plants and they die, don't be surprised to find yourself with car trouble somewhere between Las Vegas and San Bernardino.
I'm just back from my first visit to a new doctor. You see, I have four limbs, and only one of them works properly -- that would be my right arm.
Can you believe it? Some people are born with bum knees. I'm one of them. And it seems the bum knees have, through the course of time, wreaked havoc through the ol' feet, toes, and hips. I hurt my elbow about six years ago, and that's never healed either.
This is what comes from living too far from Berkeley Springs to take the waters regularly.
So today's post is ... emmm ... postponed until tomorrow, when I'll be loaded to the eyebrows with steroids and fragged to the max with Xmas preps.
Since I had planned to write about our Fearless Leader's wife and her pedigreed pooches, maybe it is a good idea to wait until I feel like ripping off heads and sucking out spinal columns.
Ta ta for now! All sweetness and light, Miss Annie. At the moment...