I Think I Prefer Crazy

For those who still care, I want to start out by apologizing for not responding to your queries about my absence. As I tried to say in my last post so many months ago, resuming my mental health treatment (among other things) had somewhat of a “gagging” effect on my willingness to reveal the kind of crazy thoughts that, medicated or not, still raged on inside my head. Thoughts like my perceptions of an ever mounting pile of evidence that I was stranded here by aliens at birth.

Well, fortunately or not, depending on your point of view, my ability to stay medicated has once again fallen victim to pesky transportation issues. For some strange reason, those danged doctors just refuse to renew prescriptions for patients they haven’t for months. Go figure.

So, for the moment at least, the “gag” has loosened just enough for me to post this mosaic representing the most recent layer of that “ever mounting pile of evidence that I was stranded here by aliens at birth”…

And this incredibly funny clip stolen from the season premiere of Saturday Night Live…

Oh yeah…

I STILL want ice water.

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