well, I survived the dentist this morning. Although my jaw is very sore. They wedge your mouth open with a hard black piece of rubber. Not as kinky as you might think.
I don't pretend to know what it takes to do a modern root canal but this one felt and sounded very space/industrial/superfund-ish.
Hand me the C4. Ok, now the Super Jack Hammer. The Robot Claw, please. Oh, and the Mercury salvaged from Love Canal.
Let's close up, hand me the electronic chip implant. Can you focus the microwave beam collector a bit finer, yes, that ought to send to the NSA quite nicely. That and her childhood Polio Vaccination should make her bank accounts open to the Democratic Socialists Fund.
Great, now the Industrial Tamper, seal it off with this blowtorch, and.........done!
Moby and Ahab came out for breakfast. They both ate the Goldfish Chow I dropped in the "corner" of their pot. I figure if I turn off the fountain and drop their chow in the same place each time, they will get to liking me.
Seems to be working, too. They came out for a few more pellets this afternoon when I was showing off for Frank, Wan' ta thee what a great augh twainer I am? Wath me twain fithes!
I still slur a bit from this morning.
This time they stayed for a while until a funky dog nose poked over.....hey, whatcha lookin' at, huh mom?
Ahh...3 o'clock bones are overdue.......