I had this really, really, really bizarre dream.
More of a daydream...
Or possibly just a hallucination.
While they were teaching me how to use my new cane for the blind, I had a mental image of instead of me tapping it or gliding it gently along the floor, I was swinging it violently at shoulder height back and forth, running down the sidewalk, screaming
"Outta my way M6 F6! I'm blind, you B7's!"
This lead to the mental image of me walking down the street with a seeing-eye dog, stopping at a street corner, lifting him up and spinning him violently overhead, and then setting him back down at my feet.
The first concerned citizen to ask "May I help you?" would get the reply "No thanks, just looking around."
XDXDXD
My step-dad is evidently a cheap s.o.b., cause he wouldn't buy me a cane with the built-in taser, that shot missiles, had a laser, or even a lousy machine gun. Granted, it's made of graphite, but solid steel feels sooooOOOoooo much better as a bludgeoning weapon.
Dad's got me on a diet.
He seems to think that anything approaching 40 carbs is too much for one meal, and the concept of a 2000 calorie per day diet is completely foreign to him.
Needless to say at this point, I am so hungry, I could eat Tokyo, Godzilla, Mothra, AND all those D4-D care bears!
For the love of $Deity, someone bring me a pizza! :-)P
Megahugs to everybody, and belated ultrauberlewd Friday gropings to those who want them. |
