You and yours will be in my thoughts. It’s not easy, I know. With all of the tough times ahead, I suggest grasping hard to love and humor. The last can sometimes be hard to find…but when it’s there, save it for the most difficult of days.

I hope the best for your family’s illnesses. Remember to take care of yourself as you’re needed and loved.

(((Hugs)))

Hopefully next time! Thought I would at least check and will tip two or more to you while I am here in any event.

Nooooo! I would genuinely have loved to meet up but I am flat out this week (and next) and I’m just that little too far out of London to be able to pop down easily. Have you managed to get hold of Mark? He’s closer than me.

Boo 🙁

Not sure how close you and Mark et al are to London, but would love to tip a pint or two with you at a local pub while here this week. Sat work?

Oh, boo fuckin’ hoo.
You can quit whining and pulling bullshit out of your ass in an effort to make me feel sorry for you. Your pathological guilt-tripping has precisely the opposite of the apparent intended effect.

Hey, here’s a fact for you: that Hemingway line is from For Whom the Bell Tolls.

Autism by definion, disables people from other people. We speak in facts. Sometimes, your ‘humor’ is alien to us. Yes, I have read ‘The Sun also rises’. I also understand what a bull fight feels from the viewpoint of a bull. To you , as long as you are ‘funny’, you are winning. To me, as long as I can give ‘facts’, I win. Hubbard loved the former. Who are you?

It’s straight from me to you. Difference between you and me, my friend, is that I don’t provoke. You can look that up in Ernest Hemingway’s works.

Why must you feel “poked” by humor? And then dole out weird, nasty personal remarks? You’re powerless to make me feel bad, but you better watch that shit before you make somebody else feel “poked.” Or is it your “autism” that “disables” you from relating to people?

And I’m damned if I’m going to waste data charges on your video link.

And this is from…? Hand me as much as a tiny shred of olive leaf, and I’ll put my claws away. Still poking, I see. Something like this: https://youtu.be/9AwwAfzqoX0

And yes, I’ve heard the “cray-cray” thing, too. Mostly from bullies and creeps. Hang it up.

Jesus Lucifer, you’re one hostile motherfucker.