Spudliminal Messages

Via text message

“Gunderson”

“Gunderson?”

“Ah come on old chap.”

“Lol”

“Gunderson, I think a potato is sending me subliminal messages.”

“Yes, it’s not uncommon.”

“Feculence! You too?”

This is Me Thinking About Thanksgiving

“INTPs thought process is unceasing and their minds buzz with ideas from the moment they wake up.”

Wake occurred after a scant amount sleep. There’s no negotiating with this recliner, the floor is just too hard, and the air mattress sprung a leak.

Couch surfing in the interim of landing permanent employment can curb accomplishing other tasks associated with areas of personal interest. It could be worse. I could be sleeping on the streets or in a tent in one of the city parks. I’m not complaining. Just telling it like it is. Nothing but the facts. But I got friends, ya know. And they help where they can. So…