Tuesday, August 07, 2018

Nodules

Riding
I rode up an embankment of concreted rock. I didn't mean to, I didn't use both brakes is all. 

On another ride I rode into a hedge; well, through it. My arm dragged through thorny greenery for a few seconds until I could wobble away. Stupid hedge. Stupid me for riding through it.

Meerkat
We have some; most are terrified. They look up with a mute scream. And so it came to be that as I snuck an outside wee I looked down to only see a frightened meerkat look back at me. 

Later on another outing I saw a plastic blue jaybird looking on. 

Egads
I had crippling IBS and woke to mung meds and get a hot water bottle then float back to sleep once the codeine kicked in. Upon waking I was able to unleash the beast and had post-movement spasms for a bit. Now I feel great. 

It's amazing what doing a normal thing with your body can feel when you don't get to do it as often. It turns out you appreciate life more when you're not churning agony.

Winnings
I got wins that will lead to bigger wins. Plus I got to use a computer with two monitors again; technocratic bliss. My hands danced that day; they fucking danced. I should name my hands like fighting people name their fists. There, I've decided, they're Taxi and Haggis.

A favourite deep thought from Jack Handy
If you saw two guys named Hambone and Flippy, which one would you think liked dolphins the most? I'd say Flippy, wouldn't you? You'd be wrong, though. It's Hambone.

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