“Why is everyone whispering.”
“Oh it’s a bad week for old JC, you know you can forgive but you won’t forget.”
“So a couple of pointers—don’t mention Dad, you know the usual don’t bring up crosses, hands, feet, oh and probably not a good time to ask if he wants to go for a walk.”
“And whatever you do, absolutely do not ask if he’s in the mood for Italian.”
Weekly random thoughts. Since I’m self-employed it’s my version of water cooler talk: no one to talk to so it goes out to cyberspace.
I painted Pi to the 462nd digit on my ceiling so I have something to count when I can’t fall asleep.
“Hey, Bill, good morning, come sit with us.”
“Hi, thanks, Stan.”
“Lovely morning isn’t it?”
“Isn’t all this lovely fruit and juice just beautiful?”
‘Yeah Rose I guess it is.”
“Well then, why don’t you say Grace?”
“Ok. Bless Us O—hey do you think he’d mind if after I think him for the gifts I ask if we could have bacon tomorrow?”