It's Alive!

I showed up at the Asylum this morning, although one more day in bed would have been a good idea. I'm still sorta woozy headed but I think I'm going to live. T.A. on the other hand is feeling all plaguetastic, has lost her voice and can't keep anything down.. or in.

I don't know if we picked up some random virus, the flu or Hamthrax, but that's some nasty crap that's going around the holler.

When I got here this morning, I found that Rainbow Brite Bossman had gone through my tray, pulled out all the orders and stacked them on my desk, front and center. Gee.. hint much? Apparently I don't harbor the common sense of a fruit fly and I have to be told that I need to get the orders caught up after being out a day.

I'm only a tiny bit ashamed to admit that I smiled when I heard him sneeze earlier.

I finally made it out to the store yesterday, we needed soup, drugs and puppy food. I didn't bother making the drive to civilization, I stopped over in the next town at the grocery store that used to give me anxiety attacks. I was desperate. I schlepped up and down the aisles, trying to avoid nausea inducing sights like the not-so-fresh fish case and hog jowls. I came close to losing the saltines I'd munched on earlier when I caught a glimpse of the red labeled salmon can, reminding me of the time I got the bright idea to make salmon cakes, not realizing that the big red can wasn't like a can of tuna.. and there would be an entire spinal column attached to the carnage crammed in there.

Yeah that's a bad memory.

Anywho.. by the time I got to the check-out, I was entertaining the idea of taking a nap in the truck before I started home. I wouldn't really, it just sounded like a good idea at the time. And then, as I stated pushing my cart across the parking lot, one of the little punks that hangs out there started blaring his radio..





And there I was, in my black hoodie, jogging my cart over the asphalt.. no lie.

I couldn't make this shit up if I tried.

I had to laugh.

Ah well, I'd better get back to the grind. Ya'll enjoy your Monday. I hope it rocks your world.

Later Taters!

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