ProfessorTomoe

I have angoraphobia. Fear of being confronted by the ghost of Ed Wood, who is wearing one of his girlfriend's fuzzy sweaters.

:Vern gets tired of waiting and serves the AM guy a regular milk Milo with a scoop of powdered triceratops extract: :Dora hands the feline a menu and moves over toward the rowing team: Dora: "Vern, we got another bunch of those FEMA guys again." :Vern points to the plethora of health and safety documents posted on the wall above the coffee pots: :Dora shoves the new arrivals into a two-person booth and hands them small packets of garum from her apron pocket: Dora: "We'll take anything you got that adds up to your bill. Our Quantum Cash Register is hooked into every network there is for payin'."

Universally applicable.

I think things have calmed down enough to the point where my medications are working again, or to where they're sufficient to help me endure most of the problems I've encountered. I've developed an involuntary twitch on the right side of my upper lip (due to the stress, I assume), so I can't say things are 100% under control yet. I have had to up my dosages of a couple of meds at bedtime so I could get to sleep without my thoughts racing. I would be happy with this if I didn't have a cold or some other sort of body blargage going on today. Been either stretched out, in the bathroom, or blowing my brains through my nose all day long. Urrgh. We'll see what happens when I go in for a med check next Friday.

A plumber eating blue soft-shell crab.

Scrappy hyenas.

Talking while standing on pins and needles.

Dora: "Hang on a minute, honey. I'll be with you after I take this order." :Vern pulls out a can of Milo and waits next to the milk cooler:

I got that same call on Monday. Tax filing deadline day. Click.

2016 strikes again. This has been a horrible year. http://www.sacbee.com/entertainment/music-news-reviews/article73083897.html

My cat is currently winning.

I forgot he said that. My bad.

:Dora smacks her gum, pulls out her order pad, and saunters over to the AM guy: Dora: "This here's a restaurant, not a dentist. We ain't got root canals. We got yer dino milo, though—what species?"

OOC: The Waffle House runs on autopilot when the GM is not present. Place an order and assume you get it a few minutes later.

:Vern scrapes the grill clean: :Dora leans against the counter, waiting for a customer to arrive:

A jumble of letters in the rough outline of a Scrabble™ board.

shook the heavens

A case of apoplexy.

:opens a plothole and enters: :leaves a cup of hot cocoa with a marshmallow of dubious origin floating in it: Enjoy, yes? :disappears through plothole:

Garland, TX 4:46 a.m. CDT 2016-04-21 Overcast with Scattered Rain/Thunder and 62°F Humidity 93% Wind Speed NW 9 mph Barometer 29.99 in Dewpoint 60°F Visibility 10.00 mi Thursday: Showers and thunderstorms likely before 1pm. Cloudy, then gradually becoming mostly sunny, with a high near 77°F. North northwest wind around 5 mph becoming southwest in the morning. Chance of precipitation is 60%. Thursday Night: Mostly clear, with a low around 56°F. North northwest wind around 5 mph becoming calm in the evening. Friday: Sunny, with a high near 82°. North wind 5 to 10 mph.

Gotta agree that Abner is very Humphrey Bogart, a la "The Maltese Falcon." I fear that this might be his only appearance, though.

Morning news. Storms are rolling across the D/FW Metroplex.

Your words honor me, good sir. I thank you for them and return them your way. It takes a moderator like you to make the forum enjoyable.

Are we sure that Voltaire is not just Pandora in disguise?

Oh, God, the toxicity. I stopped visiting for the same reason and more or less retreated to the Off Topic forum. I'm just now getting back into the main forums.