The flush toilet is the basis of Western civilization.About two weeks ago the water for the men's room urinal had been shut off for an unknown reason. Early that morning I didn't notice anything but come 3 p.m. the bathroom stank like a third world country. I felt a slight twinge of fear in the lizard part of my brain which was interpreted as civilization is tenuous as a soap bubble.
— Alan Coult
Only briefly did I wallow in self-recrimination for being fat, lazy, domesticated and pretty much among the first to die once the hammer falls heralding the final chaos.
Anyway it fills up space for yet another entry at heptapod.org
Hopefully the sound will be puzzled out soon followed by configuring my winmodem allowing me to access the internet. Seriously if I'm incapable of accessing the internet a computer's not very useful to me.
We stopped at a small, white cinderblock house which used to house seasonal farmhands back when New Jersey family farms were actually able to compete at the grocer. The inside was spartan but clean and furnished with furniture rather than cobwebs and dead rodents. raddidge got into bed and under the covers.
Someone came in with the intent of molesting raddidge which raised my ire like a bitch defending her puppies. The whole time raddidge was laughing and carefree though I was wrestling and fighting to prevent anything bad from happening to her leaving me exhausted. The assailant was tireless but eventually vanished.
