I've been in a powerful poor humor all week, walking with Winston's black dog,while dealing with that which is out of my control. Knowing it's out of my control hasn't been a boon.
Last evening I came across this at a near neighbor's site, Within the Crainium, and suddenly all felt right with the world. A perfect TGIF piece for a twisted week. Joan and Fat Scribe this one is for you. Click on the pictures and text to enlarge, or put your readers back on.
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I am not a sick man; it's a sick world, I'm a happy man.
And I am, apparently, not alone. Cheers!
perfect 1:41am reading on a Th. night./Fri morning. need(ed) cheering up ... cheers! The Onion could not have done any better ...
oh! i remembered now ... thought of you when i watched "Any Human Heart" (Part I on PBS). if you haven't witnessed this as of yet, i believe you'll appreciate it.
...is speechless. A temporary condition, no doubt.
So lovely and simple, yet so twisted. Retribution fantasies fulfilled thanks to cute little rabbits!
Scribe: I have taped part 1 and hope to get to it before part 2 airs Sunday. Thank you
"walking with Winston's black dog"
I'd not known of this idiom before. I've certainly gone on that walk before, but I didn't know I could have a dog with me. I'm wearing all black today in honor of you, and here's to triumphant rabbits [clink].
This absolutely kills me...hilarious!
Flo: Winston Churchill was plagued by bouts of depression which he called "his black dog." I've stolen his phrase respectfully.
Beautifully brilliant! I wonder what Ms. Potter would say.
Thanks for the link, Toad. Glad you enjoyed it too.
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