I have my post for the day, written up and sitting quietly on my netbook. it’s not the greatest post, but at least the subject matter is interesting.It’s about saffron. And abelone. and biltong.
what I dont have is an internet connection. sorry. I’m writing this on my tablet, but i have fingers likee cucumbers, and writing a thousand words like this is somehow unappealing.
oh, well. i will chalk it up as a day off and phone my service provider tomorrow.’til then, cheers.
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I don’t have an intern connection either. If I did, I wouldn’t have to work anymore because I would have a live in slave. When you get your intern connection back, can you drop me a line and let me know if there are any interns spare?
Bugger. Fixed it.
Too late…noted and acted on sir!
Glad to hear that you are really still there. I was getting worried. Things went very strange after the crime-boss post. Also pleased to see how well your stats are doing. Hooray!
Don’t worry. so far I’ve managed to elude the Czech mafia.
I tried typing in a tablet. The aspirin flew across the table as soon as I touched it.
Aargh! On a tablet (oh the irony, I’m typing this on an iPhone)
🙂 A fellow sufferer.
Hey, even those of us with piano players fingers can’t type on bloody tablets! At least phones and their ‘keys’ have got marginally larger since the mid to late norties. Marginally.
not my one. it appears to have been designed for a seven-year-old Chinese person.
Cucumber fingers are the bane of tablets and mobile phone users. We wait with baited breath for the Saffron.
Oddly enough, while my fingers are far too large for my phone, my ear seems to be able to operate it just fine. Sadly, my ear seems to have its own agenda.
Can hardly wait for saffron……
I’m very gald i’m npt the only one
🙂
If you find some cucumber toes, send a pic to toemail, another WordPress site.
I’m intrigued…
maybe a Laurens van der Post style cookbook ?
🙂
Well, one doesn’t have to think too much about this post!
I certainly didn’t…
This might be your best post ever.
I am deeply hurt. What was wrong with all the owls? 🙂
I’m going to be honest. It was all the title. You had me at #$%&*#. And then you wrote the phrase, “cucumber fingers.” I am apparently really easy to please. Cussing and vegetable limbs. That’s all it takes.
Love the cucumber fingers. Too true.
🙂