How's the hangover?

John
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On Tue, 05 Jul 2016 11:57:53 +0100, Doctor John wrote:

> How's the hangover?
> 
> John

Survived it. :)

Been getting over a cold for the past week, so didn't party quite as hard 
as we might have otherwise...

Jim



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besides, the pig likes it." - George Bernard Shaw

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On 7/5/2016 11:30 AM, Jim Henderson wrote:
> On Tue, 05 Jul 2016 11:57:53 +0100, Doctor John wrote:
>
>> How's the hangover?
>>
>> John
>
> Survived it. :)
>
> Been getting over a cold for the past week, so didn't party quite as hard
> as we might have otherwise...
>
> Jim
>
>
>

Yeah ... pretty low key here too, except for the constant rain and 
tornado warnings the past few days. Even had warning sirens twice! 
Stayed at home and had a cocktail or three ;-)

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Am 2016-07-05 06:57, also sprach Doctor John:
> How's the hangover?

Enjoyed cowering in the basement with my golden retriever whilst the 
neighbors shot off anything that could make noise.
There was this one set of ladyfingers that lasted at least 30 seconds, 
maybe a minute.  It sounded like it was raining. Awesome.

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dik

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On 06/07/16 10:00, dick balaska wrote:
> Am 2016-07-05 06:57, also sprach Doctor John:
>> How's the hangover?
> 
> Enjoyed cowering in the basement with my golden retriever 
> 

I used to have a Rhodesian Ridgeback that demonstrated similar behaviour
on November 5th

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No prob.  Just got home.

Sherry "Actually There's A Perfectly Good Explanation" Shaw


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On 16/07/16 02:41, Sherry K. Shaw wrote:
> No prob.  Just got home.
>

And what do time do you think this is, young lady?

> Sherry "Actually There's A Perfectly Good Explanation" Shaw
> 

OK. Out with it or you'll be grounded for a month.

John
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On 7/16/2016 9:42 AM, Doctor John wrote:
> On 16/07/16 02:41, Sherry K. Shaw wrote:
>> No prob.  Just got home.
>>
>
> And what do time do you think this is, young lady?
>

A "Stop out" that's what she is.


>> Sherry "Actually There's A Perfectly Good Explanation" Shaw
>>
>
> OK. Out with it or you'll be grounded for a month.
>

And who looked after the dogs? I ask you.


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Sherry K. Shaw wrote:
> No prob.  Just got home.
>
> Sherry "Actually There's A Perfectly Good Explanation" Shaw
>
>

Started by driving to sister's house.  Dropped off dogs.  (They got to 
visit with their little dog cousins.  Everybody happy.)

Proceeded to annual family reunion, an unavoidable conglomeration of 
insufficiently distant cousins--oops, started sounding cynical for a 
second; please excuse.  Went to totally lovely family reunion.  (Sister 
was not able to attend, so she was available to attend to dogs.  Worked 
out nicely.)

Family reunion was intended to include Tube Float* down creek near old 
family home.  Sadly, monsoons came and creek became Raging Brown 
Monstrosity of Death.  Tube float cancelled.  Bunch of relatives instead 
drove to Arkansas and visited a lovely commercial cave with a nice gift 
shop.  Not bad.

Hung around past departure of many relatives, in order to continue visit 
with the ones I actually like.  (Oooh, did I say that out loud?)**

Monsoon finally abated enough to return to sister's house.  Amelia the 
Wonder Dog immediately manifested hematoma of ear requiring medical 
attention.  (Long story involving fleas and various treatments.  You 
don't want to know.)  Dealt with vet.  Funny business with account. 
Have spent too many decades as bookkeeper or developer of bookkeeping 
software not too recognize BS when it occurs.  Pretty sure someone in 
vet's office is stealing them blind, but that's another story.  Get to 
stay a few days longer while AtWD gets over side effects of treatment.***

Get ready to go home.  Monsoons return.  This time Missouri Department 
of Transportation website provides enough clues about flooded roads to 
indicate that home has probably become an island.  Hang around sister's 
house for a while.  Help design a patchwork quilt pattern based on 
Dresden Plate block, but more of a snake than a plate.  Design and cut 
out a sort of x-wing harness for sister's rat terrier puppy.  Golly, 
it's nice to be useful.

Finally head home.  Yep, road has been replaced with rivers of soggy 
river goo.  Thank goodness for four-wheel drive.****

OMG, there's the house.  Lights still on.  Clocks blinking 12:00--OK, 
that's expected.  Depression-era rural electrification is awesome but 
not magic. Cat appears to have moved into basement apartment ***** and 
no longer recognizes me or Amelia the Wonder Dog or Amelia's Faithful 
Sidekick Bob the Cave Man.  Well, whatever.  Even by cat standards, 
she's, erm, "differently brained." ******

Finally home.  Fire up PC.  Oh, look, it works.  OMG, there's POT.  Must 
make silly comment.

Aahhh, it's great to be home.

--Sherry "See?  I said there was a good explantation" Shaw



* First you get some (preferably large) inner tubes.  Then you put them 
in the creek.  Then you insert family-member bottoms in the tubes.  Then 
you float said family-member bottoms (attached to entire persons, of 
course) to the take-out point.  Then you get out of the creek, say 
"Brrr" (cuz that crick was totally spring-fed), and have a picnic or 
whatever.  It's a wonderful tradition.

** Oh, come on--seriously???  You don't have (a) family and then (b) 
those other people that you just happen to be related to that you can't 
avoid???  Yeah, right.

*** Barf.  Barf.  Barf.

**** Yes, I'm that rarity--a person who drives a 4WD SUV who actually 
NEEDS a FWD SUV to get from here to there.  We exist, we do.

***** All right, it's a crawl space.

****** The politically-incorrect term is, of course, "retarded."  Back 
in olden times, they used to say "simple," which actually strikes me as 
both compassionate and precise.  Or I could just say that my cat is 
unbelievably stupid.  Even by cat standards.  Which is really, really, 
really, really, really, really, really stupid.

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On 20/07/16 06:53, Sherry K. Shaw wrote:
> Sherry K. Shaw wrote:
>> No prob.  Just got home.
>>
>> Sherry "Actually There's A Perfectly Good Explanation" Shaw
>>
>>
<Big Snip>
<
> Cat appears to have moved into basement apartment ***** and
> no longer recognizes me or Amelia the Wonder Dog or Amelia's Faithful
> Sidekick Bob the Cave Man.  Well, whatever.  Even by cat standards,
> she's, erm, "differently brained." ******
> 

After reading this article (
http://www.theregister.co.uk/2016/07/20/physicists_show_quantum_weirdness_of_neutrinos_over_longest_distance_yet/
), I have come to the conclusion that your cat is actually a neutrino -
the constant changing of 'flavour' is a big give-away.
Either that, or the cat thinks your name is Schroedinger

John
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It's about doing what I need to do to win

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