WAY too perky, Mendalla. "The marvel of the dancing ape is not how well he dances, but that he dances at all1"
Well, since it's Hump day, and no one else seems to be around, I'll get humpin'…
Coffee is Dark Affair from Balzac Coffee Roasters of Stratford, Ontario (not that far from where Mendalla lives).
Teas are Earl Grey and White.
Sodas (or "pop" as we Canajuns call it) in the cooler, hot water's in the kettle, and all's right with the world.
Or at least, this little bit of it.
Lady Jay and I have got visitors – my younger brother and his wife. Fortunately, they are late risers, so I thought I'd pop in (or should it be "soda in"?) to see how y'all are.
Anyone got a funny story?
So we go to the local farmer's market every Saturday morning. One of the merchants sells fresh eggs and poultry. Really good stuff, too. He's trying to get people to order their Christmas turkeys ahead, so for the last couple of weeks, he's been wearing silly things on his head to draw attention. Two weeks ago, it was a hat that looked like a cooked turkey.
This weekend past, he had a turkey head – googly eyes, wattle, big beak – on his head. So I walked up to him (we're on friendly terms) and asked, "What's that funny-looking thing sticking out of your ass?"
He broke up and a friend who was standing next to me also broke up. Then the merchant stuck his hand out and said, "That's gonna be the best comment all day!"
Thank you, folks, I'll be here all week! Well, half of the week, now that it's Wednesday and all.