Thursday, 21 November 2019

My humour wasted.

I am still mulling my rich experiences on Tuesday and Wednesday: 

(Two lectures on "The Messiah and the Jews" at Sarasota's Temple Emanu-El; and my participation in the Transgender Day of Remembrance ceremony here in Sarasota).

Both events stretched my mind and spirit,  (that's good), but I need time.  I will reflect on these events in a future blog, but it will be a day or two before I can do so without ranting.   

"What jmp, a ranter?" you say.


In the meantime here is a bit of dogged  POVEY HUMA, which was utterly wasted!

Cairn Terrier

I called today to make an appointment with t
he business at which  my beloved dog Zion gets his bath. I was told that  the first available slot is on Nov 30th,

I said "Nov 30th is St. Andrew's Day".

There was silence at the end of the line.

I added "St. Andrew is the Patron Saint of Scotland".

Yet more silence.

I soldiered on. "That being the case" I added, "I'll leave my dog at home and bring in a Cairn Terrier".

The concluding silence convinced me that my wacko sense of humour  was altogether too esoteric  (or weird).

I hope that you will giggle at my silliness!  If not, may the Universe have mercy on Thee and I!

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