Friday, August 10, 2007

Replenishing the yenta balderdash

"Sir......sir....sir.....your drink?!?!"

I was baffled, startled, took me a second to reconfigure. This aging server of the navigation persuasion has attempted to make contact with such a resonant, vigorous noun. You normally employ this out of apparent reverence, or it's habitual, or it's for those of a reasonable senile tinged bent. I would say none of these selections light up for this person. This whole "doomed" thing is really not that bad, more of a potent procrastinating plight "vibe".

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