As I’m enjoying the ugly color of March in the #330 with its full bloom of brown and fake sunshine #thankyouTrump, I have been rehashing my vacay. After staying at a hotel that lived up to its one star rating, my thoughts go to the good/bad stuff. Good…..roses that don’t die. It must be the water or the salt soaked air. Someone said the water has a lot of chlorine in it and roses like that. So brilliant doctor that I am I added Clorox to my OH flowers to see the magic. They became petrified which wasn’t quite the look I was after. Will mist the next bouquet with salt. Or not. Which leads me to cartoon bulls, somehow, someway, with steam always coming out of their noses. Please have a cigarette already. And be done. Six minutes. Over. Vaping is the thing now. And it’s annoying. I hung with a group who clutched their odd pacifiers all the time. And just when I’d least expect it they’d take a big drag of some kind of sweet smelling concoction and shoot it out their nose. Gross. Maybe it doesn’t stink like tobacco but I don’t really want to be accosted with cucumbermintstrawberrylavenderdeerpiss. It still stinks and it’s still vulgar and take it outside. Go have a real smoke and be done with it. Six minutes. Over. We are hoping that being a human vaporizer is healthier, but Guinea pigs all. However, it’s still not polite to be blowing that nose mist at me. And former smokers noisily drag hoping at some point they’ll get a little buzz. Good luck with that wheeze. Maybe I need some edibles to mellow myself out hmmmm. I did learn it’s not that difficult to tell alligators and crocodiles apart. One will see you later, the other will see you in awhile. Oh that’s funny teehee. No matter where you’re at it is important to drink lots of water and get some sun. We’re basically a houseplant with complicated emotions. Edibles you say??