MENTAL NOTE

"Though we cannot make our sun stand still, yet we will make him run."
Blue, resist the urge to use facebook. You can do it. Good luck.
Cats and dogs can be friends. So can cowboys and indians. So can we.
Why try to be the best when there's no hierarchy in heaven?

Saturday, July 19, 2014

Touchdown!

It's official. Touchdown and mission accomplished. No more 80 hours a week for this guy. Guess who's coming to dinner?

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    1. Thank you, Phil. It is good to be back in the swim of things, but I nearly drowned ;)

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  2. Accomplished missions are good. Coming to dinner is even better. :)

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  3. Eighty hours a week would kill me. Glad you're done.
    New follower.
    And you can safely skip Sharknado 1...

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    1. I bet you'd still be alive too. Hello, new follower. Of course I know you. Who doesn't? Will skip Sharknado 1. What about #2? ;)

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  4. Who? Should I put on my bling blings and best suit? Is it the queen herself? What do you mean which one? Moroccan of course! What do you mean Morocco has no queen? What shall we cook for dinner? What do you mean you're on a diet? Aren't you blue enough in your cheeks already? You need some food to pink up your face....

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    1. Do I look like the Queen to you? Well, maybe after a drink or ten. Just say when. What shall we have for dinner? (Did you say "shall"?) I don't know. I'm the guest of honor. You're cooking. If.... it's safe. Remember, you said something about me turning 100....

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  5. No more crapping in diapers, no more dehydrated ice cream, no more toiling in isolation? Glad you don't have to do the 80 hours gig anymore. Hopefully you got compensated well for your efforts.

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    1. No more pee tubes that are way too short or diapers in space... too tight is what they are. No more female autopilots that can't handle my blue rocket... no more pics of Pickleopes in the men's room.

      Oh I'm compensated, alright, but it was a tough job.

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  6. 80 hours long gone
    Scooped up and tossed like sh*t on the lawn
    Now you and your blue dildo can play
    Hmmm that could be taken a whole other way

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    1. And when I play
      Mr. Neighborman is gonna say, 'Hey!'
      Jealous when he sees that thing
      He will jump with his ding-a-ling
      Off the roof, goodbye
      Boy, is it high!

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    2. lol suicide over the blue dildo
      What a way to go

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  7. I just couldn't resist laughing at Patt's comment, too funny

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    1. I could, but I chose not to. Do you believe me, Adam?

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  8. Oh Huzzah for you and your most excellent victory! Well done, Sir Blue--for real this time! We must celebrate this with a bonfire, in which we shall burn all remaining traces of your hellish ordeal. Coffee mugs, desk chairs, buildings...you know, anything that would be cathartic for you. You bring the matches, I'll bring the lighter fluid...

    Seriously though, welcome back. We hope you will enjoy your stay...again. :)

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    1. Matches? I was thinking.... a blow torch. No, I'm proud of my achievement, really. I wrote six big courses and graded a zillion papers. Well, maybe not a zillion... But we could use those matches to start a campfire on Bora. Everyone's invited, you know. But what's for dinner?

      Thanks. You're wonderful.

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    2. What's for dinner? Um....sandwiches?

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    3. Are they big and tasty? You can count me in!

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  9. has to be a huge weight off your shoulders

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  10. Yes, who is coming for dinner? Don't keep us waiting!

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  11. Welcome back to the journey of life
    all that work causes too much strife
    Who is coming to dinner I haven't a clue
    perhaps, it is best if you wear light blue..

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    1. Light blue... will do
      But I won't be wearing some Cat's kangaroo shoe

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  12. Touchdown, Blue Dude! Now for the convert. When I say, "convert", I mean the point after the touchdown, if you get my point.

    Glad to see you back or front or sideways. Have a rest and let's have BBQ or something, eh.

    Gary :)

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    1. I'd get your point
      Even if I were smoking a joint
      Which I'm not with my lungs
      So I'm just singing a couple of sungs
      About touchdowns, converts n' stuff
      There comes a point when enough is enough

      Hey hey Gary my man....
      How's your day... um... today?

      Fire up that BBQ! Where's my hot sauce?

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  13. Wait, did you just invite us all to dinner? Ok, what are we having? lol

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    1. Well, there will be plenty of hot sauce and whatever you want to put it on. What's your favorite dish?

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  14. Do I sense a faint glint of freedom? Well, are we ever really free? That is the big burnig question in my loop-de-loop world. But if it makes the dinner go down easier, BE FREE. Blue guy, there is so much bliss in this world, we should grab a handful every chance we get, for instance, your Grumpster cartoons always give me bliss.

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    1. You are so kind, Manzanita and I know there's so much I could learn from you. Thank you for stopping by once again. Yes, there's a faint glint of freedom in my blue universe today. It feels great. No, we are never really free but that's alright. As long as I can smile with the people who care for me. There's a whole lotta bliss in this world and I wish I could stay forever.

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  15. You win! I hope you bask in the glow of accomplishment. And enjoy dinner.

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    1. I win! And I bask in the glow of superhuman accomplishment. Plus you're here so what more could a blue guy want?

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  16. You know I only came here for you. I'm happy that things on this choo-choo train are returning to schedule :)

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    1. I know and you know I love you for it. Talk to you soon, couz.

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  17. You are always such a puzzle! Congrats on being done...I think...and you should have me over for dinner, because I can bring the original Sriratcha sauce.

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    1. A puzzle beats a gun muzzle. I'd love to have you over for dinner. I mean, is the Pope Swedish. Hello! But do tell me.... what in the world is Sriratcha sauce?

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    2. Srirachi is spicy hot cock sauce, and it's the greatest thing ever. No, but really though, it is. I put it on everything.

      Srirachachachacha

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    3. Guys! I know what it is. I just wanted to to hear her use the word cock! That would've been such a.... you know, riot! ;)

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  18. Always a pleasure Blue...
    When i remember to visit you...
    But..today...I have not a clue...
    Am i coming to dinner...or are you?

    thanks for the birthday wishes for my Miss V...
    your blue face is always great to see...

    relax....enjoy your 40...
    it may end way too shortly...

    Cheers!
    Linda :o)

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    1. Both, of course! Aren't you hungry? Miss V... such a sweet kid, and I bet she loves her new teddy bear. I know. Wait.... how much for a Blue Man?

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  19. It's probably going to take you another 80 hours to get over it!

    Welcome back, Blue :)

    So...what's for dinner?

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    1. At least. What's for dinner? Well, let's see... How about a Blue Salad of spring vegetables with smoked duck breasts (I mean Breast), garlic mayonnaise and St George’s Mushrooms followed by a white chocolate tart with incredibly wild strawberries, hot n' toasted almonds and a delicious fromage frais sorbet or.... a blueberry sorbet with honey tuile? I'm buying, of couse. I'm loaded after those 80 hours a week...

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    2. Oooh, you fine paletted connoisseur! I'll buy the wine :) letsa go....

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    3. Did you notice my attempt at British: Of cou(r)se.... No a(r) in my ca(r)... Okay, it was a typo.... Har. That stupid phone of mine.

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  20. Good thing I made enough BBQ for you. Hope you like chicken. Glad those horrible hours are a thing of the past.

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    1. Let's put everything on the barbie, except for Barbie.

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  21. "Guess who's coming to dinner?" Sidney Poitier? No, I guess not...

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    1. Thank you, Gloria Dear. Dime... how are you today cariña guapa? (How's my Spanish?) :))

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    2. Haha your spanish is so good!
      Only you have to say: cariño and guapa is ok :)
      Aw you are funny!

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    3. Oops! I thought cariño was for boys... It's too difficult for me. Me voy á estudiar un poco mas.

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  23. Oh noes!! Run for the hills!!

    erm, I mean, welcome back!
    ;)

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    1. Hey look who's here! The one and only Lynda! Thanks:) Running yet?

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    2. Yep! But almost out of breath... gasp , gasp, gasp ;)

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    1. It is, and now all I do is... sleep. Some would say SNORE.

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  25. My son was born in Houston, I think I was quoted as saying the same thing at his birth! AnyWho...welcome back.

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    1. Haha! But at least he wasn't blue, which is a good thing.

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    2. He was jaundice so he was yellow...

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    3. Oh, noes, poor lil' heir to the throne of Walstonia :(

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    4. He was fine they just put some kind of lights on him that turned him to the right colour.

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    5. I know, the tinniest of babies often have jaundice when they come to this world. It happens all the time with babies. I wonder which problem Grumpster had to be born blue :) Momma Blue ate a lot of blueberries?

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    6. My Mom must've have put blue disco lights on me. See, now I need to sue her.

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    7. you will lose at the court because she will say the disco lights gave you disco moves too....

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    8. Ah... my infamous blue disco moves....

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  26. Hi! I remember you! You came back when I am lets throw a party

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    1. Well, well... Look who we have here. Hiw are you today?

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  27. Congrats on surviving your 80 hour work weeks! Welcome back blue!

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    1. 'thankS you'? And you call yourself a professor? :))))

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    2. See... I need a vacation. Thanks you for pointing that out to vulnerable moi :(( I don't know why I keep doing that. I'm about to type Thank and then I'm thinking Theresa, so I type the s that's in Theresa. I wonder if there's a term for this metal problem of mine... What do you mean "a burnout"?

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  28. Oh my--it is very tiring working 80 hours I know. So much has happened and I do not have time to go over. I am rescuing another pup today in 8 hours. I was UPSET when I left the vet's office. Cannot go into detail but cries all the way to Coffeeshop cuz I had to leave him behind. More later. 8 hours till I get to go get him. I hope Professor and him get along.

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    1. Oh my, what's going on across the big lake? I hope they'll soon be the best of buddies. Is he (or she?) in much pain? Keeping my fingers crossed for you, Miss Marples.

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  29. Gizmo was in extreme pain this morning when I went to get him. I walked in and he was laying on floor shaking a sign of pain. Where he used to have balls, was so swollen and blooded from three busted stitches, I thought he still had balls. I immediately sat on floor near him he managed to get up immediately and sat in my lap and laid into me. I held him close. And then I asked WTF happened to him and I want him to have pain med NOW!!!! I called his rescuer and advised him of situation and that under no circumstances was I leaving him behind. But he was bleeding. They immediately gave him pain shot and called vet. He needed 6 staples which I stayed for but I got him the hell up out of there. He is sleeping in my bed now. Has stopped shaking. I have additional pain meds for him. Professor has taken to him. I do believe Gizmo is gonna become a family member.

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    1. I don't get it. So what had happened to this poor little guy? It must've been horrible. Bleeding?

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  30. Look at the size of that... rocket.

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    1. Are you impressed? Good. Finally someone who can appreciate um... that which is big. Aren't I eloquent?

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