Saturday, January 16, 2016

The perils of goob honking

Another fun part of the Mikey adventure is the honking up of goobs, chunks of mucus unpleasantness from within my lungs that then, unless thwarted, project through the air to land with a splat. 

With some effort I can expectorate a goob on command so I try to honk them out when in the shower so the half-slug of lung batter can slip away down the shower-slicked wall and into the drain. 

But, alas, I do not always choose the time nor place when a goob honk must happen. 

It happened. It happened to my laptop yesterday, the goob landing between the 8 and 9 key and the I key below them, and it happened just now—the goob honked on the laptop monitor with an audible wet impact. Fortunately the goob clings to flesh more than machine and it's easy to finger up the goob so you can then wipe it away somewhere out of use or sight.

I know my Mikey adventure comes loaded with disads but, really, the goob honking—it's just unpleasant.

Frankly, I'm surprised you asked about it.

Anyway, it's my turn (rolls dice).

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