* Fuzzy wuzzy abduction

Several folks have asked if I am OK or on vacation or recovering from an alien abduction.  Presumably, folks never recover from alien abductions, but I’m hopeful.  It’s a good sign that I have no actual memory of being abducted.  On the other hand, I have no memory of tutoring this alien last week.  He’s probably featured on the front page of tabloids worldwide.

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Speaking of tabloids, I read this newspaper article today about folks who live for (and are willing to kill for?) being on the front page of anything and everything.  Taken from Joseph Burgos’s book, “The Narcissist You Know,” it seems that narcissists are more than full of themselves.  They want to be in the news all the time, are aggressive, boastful, overrate their performance, and belittle others.  I can’t imagine why Americans would be fascinated with narcissistic personalities right now.  Probably nothing to do with the presidential race.

Now back to why I’ve stopped posting, started several posts which make no sense at all, and why this one is almost ready for the trash can.  My brain is kaput.  Dinged.  Fuzzy wuzzy.  It started with a kidney infection, which left me physically and mentally in Bleh Land.  Now I’m preparing for a colonoscopy, which has left me with little except a pounding headache and dizziness.

As I’m muddling along, I do have the sense to realize:

  • I’m not the sharpest knife in the drawer, which explains why I can’t remember the reason I opened the drawer in the first place.
  • If you gave me a penny for my thoughts, you’d get change.  And a blank stare.
  • There is too much chlorine in my gene pool.  If I ever have the energy to swim again, I might ask the pool manager for help
  • And my hard drive is spinning but there’s no operating system.  (music playing)  Little wheels in my head spinning ’round and ’round, ’round and ’round.  Little wheels in my head spinning upside down, all over town.

An alien abduction sounds good right now.  What about a spacecraft full of fuzzy wuzzy Tribbles?   That would make the cover of every tabloid, right?  You DO know what Tribbles are, yeah?  (If you answered no to those questions, you might have a kidney infection.)

 

 

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