Teh Squeaky Wheel
Good morning, GN!
Saw that Tiny Dancer won the runoff; guess he’ll get to preside over my birthplace’s impending bankruptcy, given the many billions in unfunded pension liabilities.
I’m concerned that the feds will bail them out, which would be exactly the wrong thing to do. (Elections and bad policy have consequences and there should be serious ones for Chicago.)
“If you can’t be a good example then you’ll have to be a horrible warning.” -- Catherine Aird
Good morning, Fatwa.
Other than wishing the GN a wonderful day, I gots nuthin’.
Happy Wednesday, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Fatwa and Sven!
We got a little bit of rain last night, but not enough to make a difference, in the grand scheme of things. Water retailers are being told how much they must cut consumption by -- anywhere from 10-35%, depending on current per-capita consumption. Our water district is in the 25% category. Will those of us who have been conserving all along be rewarded for our efforts? Of course not!
The fun never ends at teh Rabbit Hutch!
BW has had a sore throat the last couple of days. We were hoping it would go away & she could make her dental appt. today. But during the night, it moved down to her lungs with the chills & fever. We have been down this route before & it is most likely a bronchitis/ lung infection. Can’t do home remedies anymore.
So I cancelled the dentist & arranged for a work-in appt. late this afternoon with her doctor.
BW went back to bed & I thought I would call CasaK to vent with Jackson. I took a cel phone and went out to the side of the hutch so BW wouldn’t be disturbed. Fatwa beat Jackson to the phone, so he got to listen to my tearful rant . Although I was talking as fast as humanly possible, the words Fatwa managed to insert were welcome, also BK’s shouts .
I lost the contact in mid sentence when I heard this beeping. So I went back inside & found BW awake , in the living room, crying. The phone had rung & BW got up to get it,( thinking it might Be the ME’soffice) but didn’tfind it before Good Nephew left a message. So she started looking for me & I wasn’t in the house, but my truck was in the garage. She looked out the front & back doors & called for me. I didn’t hear her because I was on the side of the house bending Fatwa’s ears. (And probably curling his mullet). Her panic,fevered mind had me dead in the yard somewhere. BW saw my phone was missing & called me. I guess that was when I lost the call. I don’t know how these phones work…
So, I came back in & squalled a little about having scared her. Then I returned GN’s call. He’s at work , but needed to ask some “What’s going on?” questions related to teh Crackhouse Mansion & his mother, Zombie Sis.
After that, I got BW back into bed to sleep until we can go to the doctor later.
So, Fatwa, that is why our call ended abruptly. I did not jump off a cliff, And I’m trying real hard not to push other people off a cliff. HA!
Too much slow-typing or really, according to these red lines, slow-typOing.
See ya later
Your call was not a “tearful rant”; it was a call from a friend who’s going through a very rough patch. Glad you overcame your reticence. 😉
For the record: I have not had a haircut since just before our wedding 4.5 years ago, so my hair’s all long. (But not nearly as long as Sven’s. Given that he’s so tall, if mine were that long, I’d trip over it.)
RabBiT -- thanks for checking in -- we miss you and care about you and BW. I’m glad you called Fatwa (and BK and Jackson) -- they’re good Gerbils who are always willing to lend a hand, an ear, or a shoulder.