I thought about titling this “I sure picked a bad week to quit sniffing glue.” But a more better title would be “I picked a bad week to quit amphetamines.” Or, perhaps, “a bad week to quit smoking.”
How about this one?
“The hospital – what is it?” “It’s a big building with patients, but that’s not important right now.”
Or —
Surely you can’t be serious.
I am serious, and don’t call me Shirley.
ha ha! I kill me.
Here’s another:
Elaine, you’re a member of this crew. Can you face some unpleasant facts?
No.
Anybody who can guess just what the fuck I’m on about has my undying devotion, as you will truly lead the rest of us when blogger geeks take over the world.
And if you need me, I’ll be gnawing my fingernails trying to decide whether we want Location, Location, Location, or an Indoor Pool, when choosing a hotel room. I’m going with the one that offers tequila by IV.
You’re coming here to go to the Opry.
Oh, and, you have quoted my favorite movie of all time. I think I love you.
That is a great movie. Leslie Nielson is fantastic.
Come down off the ledge please…
Hi gang…
Sorry (my wife tells me I’m too cryptic)
It’s not me, but a relative isn’t doing too well. After almost forty years of chain smoking her lungs can’t fight off infection very well, and, well, she’s got a nasty infection.
I forgot how to log in to my own blog, so this is about the only update I’ll do for now. We should be home tomorrow or Sunday. More then, if I know anything.
Meanwhile the kids are loving hotel life, singing and dancing and they have a POOL!
Tequila by IV? You got my attention.