Fever dreams
I’m mostly over my malaria-like virus. Yesterday I actually felt pretty good, but at bedtime I spiked a fever again. That meant another night of fever dreams. I’ll have the same dream over and over again. It’s always a frustrating dream. One involved me helping my wife ship some items; I managed to get the postage label on one package, but I couldn’t get the last package labelled. It didn’t help that all of the labels had Barack Obama’s face on them.
Freudians, amateur and professional, are welcome to comment on my deliria. I’m just trying to catch up on work.
May 17 2009 02:58 pm | A Political Break and Personal
May 17th, 2009 at 4:53 pm
If the labels had Dick Cheny’s face on them, I could help….:)
May 18th, 2009 at 10:04 pm
Glad you are feeling better
May 20th, 2009 at 10:22 pm
Blame it on the Nyquil.
May 22nd, 2009 at 2:23 am
Ah, Nyquil. Or the house brand equivalent. Nectar of the gods for those stuffed up.
May 24th, 2009 at 12:15 am
Are you better now?
I miss your posts that aren’t about things like military jets, which I know nothing about. I think you should piss off Shaw, that’s always amusing. Or get your wife tipsy and send her into the threads, she’s a pistol.
Or we could flirt, I haven’t had a good flirt in awhile, just serious battles with Arthur and Morgan - neither one of them can flirt worth a shit. Although Arthur can be charming when he turns off the snark, dear Morgan wouldn’t know a double entendre if it smacked him in the face.
I buy the off brand too, that’s stuff’s expensive.
May 24th, 2009 at 12:34 am
I know what you mean about Arthur; I’ve met a few like him. Cynical, jaded, deliberately annoying, but underneath they do have the charm.
I can’t work up any enthusiasm for needling Shaw, partly because she’s in a tough place right now, and partly because she’s so far into apparatchick (sic) mode that she’s too easy of a target. Plus, I’m coming off that fever/chill thing followed by a cold, and I’m still a bit below par. That’s why I haven’t posted anything for a week. No enthusiasm for anything, plus I’m trying to catch up on two week’s postponed work. I do need the money.
I will tell the wife to get busy, though.
I have had an image in my head for the past couple of weeks. It’s left me wishing I could draw. POV is over the bare shoulder of a woman wearing NV goggles; background is a bunch of naked folks peering around mesquite bushes, and the foreground, of course, is a cabaret line of javalinas, forelegs over each other’s shoulders, hind legs doing the high kick….
May 24th, 2009 at 12:46 am
I’m sorry to hear Shaw’s roughing it, she’s got a good soul hiding behind that wicked sharp tongue. I hope you start feeling better soon, it’s extra tough feeling sick when you’re running a business - it all falls on you.
You have definitely been ill if that image is hanging in your head. That’s surreal, Gordon. Have you tried a shot or two of tequila to kill the bastard bug?
May 24th, 2009 at 5:16 am
would that I could, meaning the tequila. It is quite the image, isn’t it? Must be the fever delirium.
My business is a one-guy operation, although I can fall back on some other folks in a crunch if I have to. I haven’t had to so far, and I’m reluctant to now. It’s been a very slow period, and finally I’ve got some work. But it all hit at the same time, just when I was not up to doing it.
I’ll catch up. One of the things I’ve got to do is get caught up enough that I can schedule my stops better. The last few days I’ve been running back and forth across the metro area to get this job done and that job done. When I’m back to normal, I try to get all of the work in one burb done in a day, so my driving time is minimized.