Tuesday, December 26, 2017

when cryogenics of the pancreas reminds me of elbows

Pretending to be elsewhom on a day that makes the window cleaners think twice about whether or not they turned off the oven before leaving the house on Tuesday morning was different from how many carcinogens were inhaled by the squirrel that insists climbing the factory smokestack is better than ice skating in the Bahamas.

I would expect it is rather uncommon to witness a squirrel ice skating in the Bahamas, but then, I've never been there so I don't know.

An eclectic collection of arteriosclerosis patient care givers went bowling last Tuesday; Fred scored 181.

181 is the 9th palindromic prime number. Note that 9 divides 18 and 81, whose sum of digits are both 9.

Not all December 26ths involve watching a Star Wars movie, but I did go and see 'The Last Jedi' today.

Our family received, among other things, a game called 'Sushi Go Party' which we have played quite a bit since having received it; it is quite fun.

A billion number of times is quite a lot; I do not know of anyone who has vocally counted to a billion. I expect if anyone undertook such a mission they will not have finished before they expire.

Do not keep from preventing something that won't happen. This is a strong recommendation as dictated by the animators of the claustrophobic society (Chatham region).

Blink.

Blink again.

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