Teh Squeaky Wheel
Friday salutations from Happy Larryville…home of Fatwa’s HellColdFlu, which kicked-in on Wednesday. It’s somewhat better this morning, but I still feel like the pawthetic victim in an OTC cold remedy ad.
Wishing you all not the same.
Sorry you picked up the hellflucold thing, Fatwa. Feel better.
Happy Friday, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Fatwa and Sven!
Sorry about the HellColdFlu, Fatwa -- maybe Brenda could make you some Jewish Penicillin.
Sorry you’ve got the HellColdFlu, Fatwa. I hope you mend soon -- you too, Sven. I’m still dealing with sinuses in overdrive; Benadryl’s *mostly* helping, but this has been going on for weeks.
I read stuff like this headline, and I really start to understand Mr. X’s return to being mostly a luddite: “The $100 HAPIfork vibrates in your mouth when you eat too fast and wirelessly reports your good (or bad) habits to your smartphone.”
You need your smartphone for that?!?!
That’s like our friends getting a garage door opener that would talk to their smartphones. But in order for it to do that, it would have to talk to their WiFi router -- which. doesn’t. transmit. through. the. walls. of. the. house.
::bangs head on desk::
And again, you need your smartphone to tell you you left your garage door open?
So where have all teh gerbils gone? Threads are dying and I can’t blame Fatwa this time!
Fatwa is sick and not here so it would seem like the perfect time to blame him.
He gave his bug to Brenda as well.