Well, it doesn’t exactly rise, and we’re not quite in the ashes… yet. 2020 has pummelled us, squeezed us, mocked us – but we are still here. It’s been difficult for some, life-changing for others, and for many people around the planet, it’s been an anxious, scary time.

Stressed

We need a release, a valve we can open to let our tension spill out. We’ll definitely reach an end to this, where life will return to a relative normal, and the bars and pubs will make a fortune to rival the biggest mountains of gold. I mean come on, we all know most of the human race will flock to such venues right?

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Lockdown has brought with it some… experimentation. No, nothing like that (get your minds out of the gutter). This meerkat has been doing some artwork. I sincerely apologise for what I am about to inflict upon you all, but it’s my way of letting out that nervous energy.

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I call this one ‘Vacant Expression’. It’s seen a lot of use over the past few weeks.

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Don’t ask.

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Timon smash! And yes, he has nipples.

I think I should be sorry for inflicting these images upon your retinas, but I’m not 😛

So, to end this rather brief post, I want to tell you all, that I love you, I hope you are all save, and I hope when this ends we can all be thankful for our families and loved ones. Stay safe everyone!

“I woke up still not dead again today.”  A song Willie Nelson wrote when he woke up to his obituary slathered all over the news.

So…I went on our illustrious founder’s Facebook page to wish her a happy birthday and it says she passed away.

I had the flu for 2 weeks, so maybe I’m just delirious, but when someone named Susan says her friend passed away, I believe her.  Susan is an honest name.

While I look for my cat that mysteriously disappeared, even though he never leaves the house, I will ponder Schrödinger’s cat, which is dead unless it’s not, until someone tells me which kind of box I can find Jay/Janet inside.

Okay!  I admit it! I haven’t written anything for NWR in…in

Dear God! 

SIX MONTHS?

Where did the thyme go?

Ah, the spice of life; hair today, gone tomorrow. If you don’t believe it, you haven’t seen what’s left on my head.

Over-dramatic representation

What’s new in the news world? 

Not much. 

Same old stories about rape gangs in Europe, civil war in Africa, famine, garbage islands the size of Australia in the Pacific, radioactive tuna, people of all races/colors/creeds fighting over wrongs that happened centuries ago while human trafficking happens right in front of them.

In other words, we never learn a D@%&#d thing.

Hmm…what do I want for breakfast?

That has to wait until I feed the cats, or they’ll be trying to steal my turkey ham and eggs.

Hey…something interesting on social media.  Poor woman!

I know, I know, what’s wrong with me, us, the world?  I actually found the non-medical term for it:

Yes, we are suffering from a bad case of OCD:

Other Countries Deficits

….and ADD

Any Distraction (will do) Disorder.

One day, I’ll donate the 20 blankets I don’t use to charity.  One day, I’ll go through my fridge and find the remains of that apricot cobbler I couldn’t finish.  Someday I’ll give $10 a month to help fight female genital mutilation…

Oh, look!  I don’t have to be concerned about 3rd world problems any longer!

I’m sooooo relieved!