Fjord Moose: The Non-Sequitur Thread

Amazingly, stayed on topic for four pages. (Apart from a couple of slip-ups...)
I think we deserve a round of applause.

Damn, I'm so sleepy and thirsty.

That milk was a bit off...

I'm worrying about John. Hope that everything's okay with him. I also tried to check his twitter entries, but nothing since the 5th (or 4th?) of Aug. No new entries by Garry, either...

TIME OUT

Maybe . Gungas posted a comment, I feel a bit better now, it seems he's busy with his latest divorce.

GAME ON!

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It's dark out.

The Associate Minister unveiled the church's new tithing campaign slogan last Sunday: 'I Upped My Pledge - Up Yours!

We had company for dinner last night. They were delicious!

I need a coffee and a tea.

The katydids are singing outside.

I'm having insomnia again. But at least Mr. Thing is off to his train. I can go back to bed now and sleep as late as I want.

Another hot and humid day in CT. And a hurricane that keeps getting forecast to come further and further west, and in greater and greater strength.

Time to start battening the hatches, I think!

I'm back.

OKAY OKAY TIME OUT!


Mrs. Thing, I'm sorry to hear, I hope the afterlife he expected and deserved is treating him well..


TIME IN

Time out!

RIP!

Game on!

Try Lorazepam undr your tonge, and go right to bed.

Why? Did you give him the Lorazepam?

TIME OUT TIME OUT !!!

Zelsa, there'll be none of this tomfoolery here! Take your on-toppic comments to a sequitur thread!

TIME IN

Cleese said of the award: “I believe these trinkets are more important than people think.”


He said that about my medal too!

So now I have to douche with tea?!

The crickets just stopped chirping.

Snack-a-jacks are actually really nice...

Oh, nothing's better than a good cuppa of tea.

Never mind three threads back, last week I bought my first new chair for my home office in thirty years, having felt I deserved one that didn't have a broken caster and whose padded seat -- what was left of it -- wasn't shredded by my three cats, which resulted in a loss of a majority of the furniture's stuffing of course, generally eaten by said felines and subsequently regurgitated at various times in the middle of the night and locations in the house, but nonetheless I am certain that the left side of the seat of this new chair is firmer than the other and I am enduring a distinct crampage in that cheek not to mention the right armrest is higher than the left one and I surely wonder if this is similar to my last experience horseback riding, having never been since 1986, well, it was just that once anyway because they didn't pad the saddle and I suffered the greatest beating of my life as the animal trotted around some forested area for 15 minutes, but no matter, I feel somewhat similar right now, contemplating as I am the prospect of returning the new chair to the store and attempting to run out to retrieve my old one, which I had fondly entitled "Scratchpost", from the garbage truck rumbling down the street as we speak, or shall I say as "I" speak, since I am aware I'm doing all the talking and am not sure if you want to actually say anything because you appear to be blue in the face, or is that because you're holding your breath waiting for me to stop my soliloquoy, for which in that instance I apologize but someone did suggest this thread -- of course I typed "threat" but had to backspace and change it to "thread" -- was for precisely the purpose of errantness and distraction from all our worldly problems and of course the passing of at least two point three minutes of valuable time, not to mention the several bytes of disk space being consumed on this Vanilla server -- but what is a "Vanilla" server anyway because you'd think it would be a "Cheese" server -- and at this point one of my cats has joined me on my desk and before he walks across in front of my keyboard, possibly hitting "cancel" thereby resulting in a complete loss of effort, time and bytes, I should most certainly "end" this rant, causing me to become "gant". PERIOD. Yes, a PERIOD! And so now I shall "shift" my weight and attempt to move some hemoglobin from one side of my seat to the other or else perhaps stumble up to the kitchen where it's "bran stick" time, what some call "granola bars", to get me through still more of said rants, especially since I do contribute to the world's knowledge base in other forums, not just in this lovely place, but wait! Now said cat has firmly affixed himself on my lap, with his 13 pounds -- well, at least half of it so distributed -- on said now-spastic half-rump, compelling me to "act" lest his two brothers decide (one is only a half sibling but don't tell him that) to also occupy my sorry excuse for a boney lap.

So there!

The only question remaining is "peanut" granola bar or "multi-grain"?!
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