Both Haloscan and Blogger took a dump on me today, so other than that fantastic titty-babe, I haven't been able to post anything. Or read Blogger blogs, for that matter.
To add to my joy, Johnny got up with the wife at six this morning (little bastard) and around ten, he started puking up breakfast, and finally random shit somebody ate in another dimension. So he's been down on the couch, and I can't even tempt him with Rainbow Sherbet, his and my favorite.
Nat has set up a 'couch' beside his resting place, he there on a large towel, with a puke bucket balanced on the ottoman. She is being 'Nurse Nattie'. He doesn't want anything, but she is darn well ready to fetch it if he does. I finally got him to drink a small glass of water.
With that kid, any sickness can translate into hospital time, which always sucks. He's got enough tubes and shunts in him, and has had enough rebuilds, that when he says he has a headache, the wife and I look at each other in an alarmed fashion.
I actually hope Nat comes down with it, and begins puking, so I know it's a contagious thing, rather than a medical problem. Oh well.
So how's ya'll Saturday going? I hope everybody is relaxing, getting laid, eating good food, and giving your couches a proper nap-test. I took a nap on our other couch, laying on my side, and somehow my tongue worked its way between my molars, and I bit the livid shit out of it. Twice. Damn.
My family leans towards having huge tongues. I have an aunt that can slap her tongue up between her eyes. Nat and I can lick our own chins clean. I put mine up a woman's love canal and begin exploring, and I hear 'ohohohoh' a lot, as their eyes roll up into their head.
I joke about the wife's tongue, that she 'could pull-start a lawnmower with that thing', but that's not a complaint. I've developed my own stutter, a time or two.
Wow, I sure have been getting a lot of 'hits' on my blog, lately. And I have no idea where they are coming from. And folks are reading the shit out of me. Welcome! Though it is probably just the Heathen Chinee come here to beat their filthy little yellow Communistic dicks over some of my lady pics.
Whatever. If I don't see you again today, I won't see you again today.