and then our exile

This morning we (=Ph-R-D + myos familyos) were cleaning up somewhere, and moving round tables, and then we had to rush back and an older lady wanted to help too so she gave us her contact-address, and then back in Wuddistan we were working outside and it was sunny and nice, and i think there were chickens on green grass, and then there was a phone call for me in the garage, and i got there and it was Someone telling me how to get to Second Cup to feed them corn syrup, but then i woke up and it wasn't Someone's voice at all, but rather some lady on CBC's "business network" giving strategies on how to keep your coworkers smiling. The delights of an alarm-clock-radio.

Keep the air free.