So there we are, Ruby the Corgi and I, strolling around the park, when we hear WEEE-OOO WEEE-OOO WEEE-OOO melodramatically wailing from Conduit of Blight Blvd. Now what?
The choices are richly manifold:
- Apartment building on fire
- Single-family home on fire
- Business on fire
- Major car crash on one of the three-lane slabs running north and south
- Even more major car crash in an intersection
- Car cuts in front of light-rail train, gets crushed
- Moron walks out in front of light-rail train, gets smushed
- Bus crashes into light-rail
- Bus crashes into some other vehicle
- Mugger or some such criminal gets caught in the act; cops are called
Blech! So many other potentialities, one hasn’t the patience to list them.
Speaking of potentialities, my calendar says M’hjito is supposed to come over for dinner tonight. Dunno whether that’s the case, though: we haven’t talked about it today. And I dare not call him now, at quarter after four, while he’ll be mired in telephone hassles related to his job. Guess I should wait until after 5:00 to inquire.
Hope he is planning on it, though…’cause I’ve got piles of gorgeous things to feed him, marvels for his choosing: giant shrimp and fresh salmon steaks and on and on. If he has other ideas, though…well…all the more prawns for me, eh?
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Nope! Bowed out. he did.
Okay. I got shrimps. And shrimps. And shrimps! Mwa ha ha!
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Just made a little discovery: tinnitus — ringing in the ears — can be caused by alcohol.
Do I have tinnitus? Is the Pope (etc.)? The ears ring and whistle and whistle and ring and ring and whistle and whistle and ring and ring and whistle and whistle and ring and ring and whistle and whistle and ring and …. Ad infinitum, not to say ad nauseum.
Well…uhm…ahem! I drink wine every day! I have one to two glasses of wine every day. Sometimes more than that, depending on what I’m eating and who I’m with.
So, as of this minute: we’re back on the wagon again….
It’ll be interesting to see if tee-totaling works.