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Furball is sleeping. totally zonked, kaput, out of it. His little paws lie limply on his chest and his back legs sprawl as his little head falls back, mouth slightly open in a happy catty grin.

I feel quite guilty that he is confined to just one room all day - I can leave my office and walk around if I want to - so this evening I closed off a couple of rooms and let him have the run of the apartment. And he ran. From one end to the other making halloween cat pounces at the shadows and flinging himself up the screen door in search of kitty heaven or nirvana as he swarmed the heights.

He yelled challenges through the back screen door at pumpkin cat, who stopped by for dinner, and hissed and chattered his way across the room bouncing like an animated cotton puff now left, now right now run at the person's feet, jump up and bite the hand that feeds and smack wildly with both paws on the way down.

If he wasn't a cat I would think he had a strong strain of Jack Russel pumping through his heart!. Straight up into the air, turning coming down to face the other way! Hurray! All the judges turn up nines for the catersault of the year. Race round the edges of the room, under over, weave in and out and pause to tear the pages out of Oprah magazine 'cause maybe you can eat it...bleckk no way.

Run up the strange one's tree again up to the face and yowl your fishy breath right into her nostrils...Yes! Now chew the fingers, run up the arm, butt heads and rush off into space landing feet away on back legs only waving two front paws, all claws extended, windmills by the laughing pixie face as he falls over backward.

And I, I laughed until my stomach ached, laughed until the tears clogged my throat and turned guffaws to squeaks, laughed until my knees gave way and i subsided to the floor, unmuscled, undone by this impudent scrap that spied me on the floor and rushed right over me with just a pause to squawk into one ear.

When I could stand again, I declared a curfew and with nicely ladened plate enticed our hero back into his bathroom; as he rushed to dine I hop skip jumped myself out of the room and closed the door, residual tremors stirring up the aches my laughter left along my flanks.

I haven't heard a peep since. Not a squeak or squawk or yowl or miaou, and when I looked, I saw him. Fast asleep.

Liberals on this site when the topic is Donald Trump.


Liberals on this site when they get proven wrong again and again.

Here are 128k emails from the Biden Laptop, which is a modern Rosetta Stone of white and blue collar crime under the patina of “the Delaware Way.” Prior to the discovery of the Rosetta Stone, a number of ancient languages were mere gibberish and hash marks. Similarly, the emails on the Biden Laptop illuminated previously convoluted webs of the people you see leading the charge for global governance; truly, the emails can be considered a translation tool for Open-Source Intelligence (OSINT) gathering.

Example of one of them:

Eric- Thanks!

David- look forward to meeting you and talking with you =bout Fisker. Are you available for a call this Tuesday at 2pm? =o:p>

Wayne

From: Eric Schwerin
Sent: Friday, December 18, 2009 6:06 PM
To: dfife@rosemontseneca.com
Cc: Wayne D. Kimmel; Tony Bifano; hbiden@rosemontseneca.com
Subject: Fisker

David-

I want to introduce you to Wayne Kimmel and Tony =ifano of ETF Venture Funds. I am sure you have heard Hunter mention ETF before, =ut to remind you, Hunter and Wayne are old friends and Hunter has been =nvolved with ETF for the past couple of years now.

ETF is considering making an investment in Fisker =nd Wayne and Tony wanted to talk to you about your due diligence on Fisker as =hey are trying to decide whether to make an investment.

Do you mind talking to them?

Thanks,

Eric



Eric D. Schwerin
Rosemont Seneca Partners, LLC
1010 Wisconsin Ave., NW
Suite 705
Washington, DC 20007
(202) 333-1880

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... Including Proposals for Funding the Required Changes.

I was wondering about this a long time,If you had the mind that you have now,and you were born again,what would be your goal in your new life?
As for me? I would make my 2nd life's goal to be a Long Distance Runner

What do you answer man who writes to you lots of messages even you refuse to talk from “Finland” and con profile he is 70 years old, but in reality man is from Morocco and is 27 years old:

“I would like to give you a good sex and take care of you and get married... just you should think about this for serious”

Do you think he is interested in 68 years old lady or ??? Lol



I put “blog category”- entertainment

I am not saying it isn't a sphere...however, there are some out there who are trying to make a case that our planet is flat.

I have a question. But first, imagine you are looking at a globe. It is round (sphere), like a basketball right? Are we not being told that is the shape of our planet? We are being told that our planet spins on its axis. The north pole stays north and the south pole stays south...correct?

Okay, when you are visualizing this globe. What do you notice if you were to travel to the south pole? Would not somebody at the south pole technically be upside down? That person must have a lot of blood rushing to his/her head. And what about if you are at the equator, you must be standing sideways?

What do you think?

Is the planet still a sphere or flat?

Is having to walk away from someone you'd rather stand face to face with and kick the shoite of, if push came to shove.

That's what I had to do this evening when it came to my youngest brother and I'm angry with myself that I did, when it comes to him its a first .. I'm telling myself I done the right thing yet this inner voice keeps ringing in me ear, age is making me a coward Decades before I am old

How would you sleep...how would you feel...how would you change your life....would you even change your life at all...

If, we discovered we are not at the top of the food chain? What if all this time we thought we had our government...our military....our police force around to protect us...when in reality, there is nothing they can do to protect you. How would that change your being?

It is said in the next few years, humankind can go one of two routes. One way is not so great for us...whereas the other way...we literally become woke. No...not like the woke we speak of today. I am speaking of a wokeness where if we ask who was responsible for J.F.K., that answer is freely provided. There is nothing hidden.

Like I mentioned, the first way is not so great...

But, the second way may not be so great either. It is said that ignorance is bliss....but with all the knowledge that could be provided to us, the reality of our lives may not be such an easy pill to swallow either.

Perhaps...we are not the top of the food chain.

It's the end of the year and I'm calling around to Medicare, Social Security, insurance companies, banks, mortgage company to do updates. Social Security is open all night and for some odd reason the recorded message says there is a long wait time as they are receiving an extremely a high call volume.
WTF... it's 2am.
So 55 minutes of waiting on hold and one song playing in a loop was enough to memorize. Too bad I wasn't near a guitar or piano as I could have figured out the tune.