horses horses horses horses..

… were the words Meg Ryan was singing in Sleepless in Seattle. Remember that? When she was driving? And she had to make a stop at a diner and two waitresses were listening in on the same radio show that she was listening to in the car that was interviewing Tom Hanks? I think it was Dr. Marsha Fieldstone or something.

Anyway, I’m starting to think about that right now and getting all Christmasy, which is either a product of my good natured happy happy forever optimist Santa Claus Ho Ho Ho self – or – Indomethacin, a non-steroidal anti inflammatory drug (NSAID) I just took to finally relieve me of the pain brought about by my now – very – boring – to – read – about (as in OMG he’s writing about how it hurts again?!?), gout.

I felt kind of funny saying Non Steroidal Anti Inflammatory Drug at Mercury earlier, but fortunately when I said Non Steroidal Anti Inflammatory Drug, the pharmacist got it, disappeared behind a few shelves and delivered said Non Steroidal Anti Inflammatory Drug. And now to end this paragraph about Non Steroidal Anti Inflammatory Drugs, which is good as I do not have to type anymore Non Steroidal Anti Inflammatory Drug.

I’ve no idea if the medicine’s side effects makes you think of Christmas, but I for one, am wondering why there aren’t any Carolingers at all this Christmas. Back in Mandaluyong, hordes of tiny street urchins would line up day and night singing whatever gad awful version of Christmas songs they can muster forcing us to cough up coins whenever we could. Here in Cainta? Silence. Which is good mind you, except for situations such as now when I need to hear Christmas songs other than the one with Meg Ryan’s horses horses horses horses to get rid of the LSS.

I’m sure Carolingers are also called via a more appropriate term, however as I am drugged at the moment, appropriate term escapes me so I will continue calling them Carolingers, and hopefully make up for it by capitalizing the first letter.

Hey you know, I think I can use the same psychology when referring to people I don’t like, such as Stupid Suppliers. Let’s give it a try:

I’m sure Stupid Suppliers are also called via a more appropriate term, however as I am drugged at the moment, appropriate term escapes me so I will continue calling them Stupid Suppliers, and hopefully make up for it by capitalizing the first letter.

Haha. Man I just crack myself up!

2 thoughts on “horses horses horses horses..

  1. “Carolers” — that’s what they’re called.

    As to your gout… it’s uric acid… go easy on the alcohol… the anchovies… and the monkey brains. ;)

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