Poisoned!

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Last night – I was struck by a miserable blinding headache – that sent me to the pillows to hide from all of the lights and the sounds of the world. Then – at some point – I was offered some sort of poison capsules – that – while they did seem to disrupt the headache – knocked me – all kinds of out – of the fun of working into the wee hours.

I shuddered awake at a little after 10:00 – and proclaimed my poison theory to anyone around the hideout that would listen – and then quickly re-succumbed to the power of the knock-out potion that was pumping through my system.

This unfortunate event has left me a penguin short – and some other things running late. I will try to make amends – now – by taking Socks for an exceptionally long walk – in which a proper plot at revenge for the poisoner can be figured out.

I am glad that – all in all – I feel better – though . . . I guess some poisons treat me well or at least the one known as tylenol . . . not especially willing to try others to see the effect – so don’t get any wise ideas – there.

Keeping two eyes on you.

Friday Photo [#51] – Bridge to There.

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Summer Movie Swell Time!

Hey gang of popcorn eating blockbuster movie fiends – here is the list of flicks that will more or likely be getting the better of my wallet this summer.

Looks like I am going to be busy!

  • Iron Man (May 2)
  • Speed Racer (May 9)
  • The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian (May 16)
  • Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull (May22)
  • The Incredible Hulk (June 13)
  • Wall-E (June 27)
  • Hellboy II: The Golden Army (July 11)
  • The Dark Knight (July 18)
  • The X-Files 2 (July 25)
  • Pineapple Express (August Eighth)

For me – even for a summer – this is a stupendously large list of things to watch . . . but I will just have to make due – and follow through.

I have already seen “Iron Man” – and will probably dork out a bit to you – and yours – if you will allow about that experience.

I am late to “Speed Racer” – and despite the rotten reviews feel obligated to drag Irving to a matinee to see what is going on with all of those colors zipping and dashing about.

Last note for now – I kind of wish that I was given Batman – instead of Hellboy for a birthday gift – but don’t quite have that kind of pull in the world of scheduling yet . . . although – rumor has it that the Batman marketing department received a note from one I.B. Socks pointing out that it was possible that they wouldn’t want to launch their big movie against what is sure to be a bonanza of entertainment the likes of which the Mountain of Clair has never seen . . . so I guess – thinking back on it – that we won that game of scheduling chicken.

Nice shooting Socks.

Nice Shooting.

Ant 109

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What is in that trashcan?

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I think that it is possible that the trashcan in the kitchen might have died – or something – because that is the only way to explain the horrid odor that has aggressively wafted the several room trip necessary to reach my sensitive schnoz.

Seriously – whatever is happening in the kitchen is totally out of control.

“Why are you in the business of blaming the poor little trashcan – mean Mister Bumpercar?” You may be on the edge of your seat (preferably with your hand up – always lead a question with an upwardly outstretched hand – just to keep things proper) – about to ask – following up quickly – and before I could possibly ever answer with a “What’d it ever do to you anyways – besides lugging all of your nasty – icky garbage around – without you ever even once stopping to give it a ‘Hey there fine job – kiddo!’ – or nothing . . . what kind of inanimate tyrant are you anyways – huh?!”

Well – to answer your first question – while deftly ignoring the second part – I just recently emptied the trashcan of it’s vile contents – and now have to wonder if they were the only things keeping the can from assaulting my air.

Oh well – time to take a shower with the trashcan – I guess.

It is really the only option that I can think of – at this point.