It has been a long time since I’ve had a blood sugar crash. It happened tonight. Things are slowly getting back to normal. Here’s a cat photo I forgot to post earlier. It should tide me over while I wait for the shakes to stop. Any minute now.
Get it? The black cat in black and white? See what I did there?
Yeah, I am a nerd. A lame nerd. Sorry.
There is an episode of How I Met Your Mother where Lily thinks Marshall (her husband) is cheating because she finds credit card receipts showing that he is checking into hotels every work day. Turns out the truth is that he’s checking into hotels so that he can take a shit in private. He’s too embarrassed to take care of business at the office and he can’t just go home and do it, so he goes to hotels.
I want to state publicly that the writer of that episode is a genius. Never has there been a work of fiction that reflected real life as perfectly as this. It may be the most relatable 22 minutes of television ever made. Absolute genius.
In closing, here are a couple of sleeping cat pics I took last night.
Good morning and all that shit.
I have to confess that I feel left out. Seriously, why wasn’t I on the defense department’s Signal text chat?
Wink:
No band practice tomorrow. Singer has the flu. I did order a new reverb pedal today so that’s music progress or something.
The forecast is calling for clear skies at sunrise tomorrow. Should I take the camera to the coast and chase the sunrise? The forecast also calls for the temperature to be in the mid-20’s. Yeah, that would be a no thank you.
Yesterday was bad.
Today… looking like it’s going to be bad.
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