Madagascar

I can't really come up with wisecracks now.

Half my brain power has been zapped.
Actually the fall was quite a good excuse.

The other half is trying to buckle down to work, whilst fleeing from the temptation to run out into the sunshine. Someone just commented about me being pasty white. Hmmz.

Meanwhile. Its a riot back home.

My shower has morphed into a slithering snake, which makes bathtime quite a feat. Each of us having emerged fighting the battle with scars and injuries, in the attempt to be squeaky clean. Its fun though I admit. Now I know why kids like to play with the garden hose.

Our living room has become a pigsty. Which doesn't say much for the inhabitants. Except I must say we are some very intelligent piggies.

I've adopted a pet sloth. Not like our household needed a clone of me. But this one cooks pretty well, and also speaks in some strange foreign tongue. Provides some form of entertainment I reckon.

And our modem has turned into a nocturnal creature. It needs the occasional kicks, whacks, and threats before it starts to function. Many a time my housemates had to restrain me from dropping it from a height.

As they say, "Somebody gonna get a hurt real bad. Somebody"