Friday, September 18, 2009 FROM BLOGSPOT
THE FIRST BLOG
The pest control guy has finished spraying the house with insecticide or whatever cide it is, and I am sitting inhaling a sweet cloying smell. Now, what would happen if I pass out ? The pcg didn’t say what antidote was to be used in such an event. So, I am probaly going to experience a near-death sensation. Would it be like a scene from the movie Ghost where Patrick Swayze (may he rest in peace) gets even with his treacherous buddy. Alas, the entity raising such murderous feelings in my mind is a corporate body, which gave me the sack without much ado. Losing consciousness, I slumped over the laptop, then slid on the floor, my mind full of visions of hellish revenge as depicted (nearly) by Hieronymous Bosch during the fall.