April 12, 2018 by sandwichcontrol
Or something like that.
I’d better dip these Trefoils® in peanut butter.
That’ll make it better.
What is happening in the universe?
The past few weeks have just been fucking insane.
And I’m tired.
Now I’m sore as well.
Because I made the mistake of actually going to workout instead of just telling you that I was going to workout but instead going back to bed for a few hours.
Yesterday was no exception to the craziness.
I hunted down random stuff all morning.
I went up the hill very briefly in the afternoon.
I didn’t stay up there long because there were more errands to run in town.
I stopped by the house at some point and Little Miss Cotton was over so I put her shiny boots on…
They were not comfortable.
In case you were wondering.
I had a pretty quiet evening and went to bed early-ish.
Not that I fell asleep early-ish.
Did I tell you about the panther?
I don’t think I did.
So I had this dream the other night.
I was attending a lecture. On an airplane. In flight.
And this older dude comes in after the lecture has already started carrying a full grown poodle like it was a baby. The poodle was just snoozing away. Attached to the man’s wrist is a leash. And at the other end of the leash is a panther. Or a cougar. Whatever. It’s a big-ass blonde wild cat.
So the man takes his seat sort catty corner to and slightly ahead of me. The dog keeps snoozing. The panther though, it lies down in the aisle and proceeds to start trying to get the dude’s attention. It is sort of lying on its side/back so that it’s legs are free to move.
I realize that the cat is using sign language. I also realize that the cat must be deaf. Maybe it’s communicating to the dude asking about the lecture?
It just wants a snack.
But the dude is not having it. He tells the panther that it doesn’t get a snack. So the panther has a full on, relatively silent, temper tantrum ala a toddler. Lots of huffing and throwing its paws at the ground.
That was my panther dream.
I wish I could remember the lecture.
Today is Thursday.
It’s my busy day.
Because none of the other days this week have been busy.
I’m gonna drink coffee and think about the inevitable heat death of the sun for a few minutes before I have to go do stuff.
See ya’ tomorrow.
More soon. ~SC
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