Pardon Me While I Dribble.

Up until a couple of days ago, I felt like crap. It lasted for a week or so.  To add to the fun, I also had a raging toothache.  Thankfully, the latest bout of the flu-like symptoms and the raging toothache have left. This means, I get to finally thrill you with another one of my engrossing postings.  Once again, notice I don't apologise for not posting much lately.  I really do get a chuckle out of those who apologise for not posting.

A few days ago I had to do something weird such as purchase some groceries to feed my son and a certain diva dog.  With me feeling ill and enjoying my toothache, I had no appetite.

Whilst wandering into the supermarket in a zombie-like state, mouth drooling from the excruciating pain of the toothache, imagine, if you will, the following conversation with a fellow shopper.  "How are you today?" To which I reply, "I feel absolutely awful.  I'm noxious, got the shivers and a woodpecker is practising on my head.  And the reason I'm drooling, dribbling and slurring my words is because I've got a toothache."  To which the fellow shopper replies, "That's nice, glad you are well."

Do you sometimes get the impression that folks aren't actually listening to what you're saying, or drooling, or slurring?  Then I ask the fellow shopper, "And how are you today?"  They reply, "At the end of the day, you know, to be honest, I'm okay."  Did I ever mention I hate overused expressions?  At the end of the day it's midnight.  You know?  No, I don't know and I don't care.  To be honest, or the dramatic impact, to be completely honest, implies that you are not always honest.  Fancy that.  You know what I'm saying?