Having a cold certainly dulls the senses. Yesterday I enjoyed two, full helpings of coffee in my travel mug. Throughout the day I there was a rather repugnant flavor in my mouth – as if a donkey had decided to use my mouth as its toilet. So I brushed my teeth. Several times. The donkey was persistent. Lunch time, I head downstairs; Sonya and Elliott are eating lunch. I blow my nose. I pour (what will be my third mug of) coffee, open the half and half, and there is stench; not unlike broccoli and dirt. “Sonya, does this smell bad?” — “WHOA! ugh. Did you drink that” — “Yeah, two times; which would explain why I had this filthy mcnasty taste in my mouth all day”.
Taxes are done. $472 to Uncle “I waste your hard earned money on research into why citizens continue to tolerate being taxed on their hard earned money which immediately is wasted on pointless research” Sam. Yum. Last year we got some back. Oh well.
Busy times, which I will fully exploit with my blank stare and wandering mind. Come join me.