I have fleas. Well, technically, I’m covered in flea bites, but I’m guessing that means something in the house has fleas. The animals are all Frontlined (I believe. The Butcher and I may have to have a talk about whether he’s been keeping the cats up to date.), but I am still riddled in little red bumps.
My fear is that my beloved computer chair may be infested.
On the plus side, my right foot, which has more bites that my left foot, is no longer swelling like a loaf of bread. I wonder if I can use leeches to reduce the swelling on my left foot, then. I mean, I wonder if it’s a loss of blood from the flea bites that has helped the right foot. And, if so, can I get some blood-letting done on the left?
Do barbers still do that? Hmm.
Ha, you know, I had this idea that I would write a post about the undo influence The Addams Family television show had on me as a child, but I couldn’t really think of anything to say other than how much I loved Gomez Addams and how I couldn’t possibly pick between John Astin and Raul Julia as my favorites.
Raul Julia… See, now that’s a name a woman can whisper to her lover. Well, if her lover is Raul Julia, I guess. I just think those are some nice syllables. Raaaahhhh oooooollllll hooooolllllllllleeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh. Shoot, drag that out just right and it’ll do you for the whole act. Ra-ah-ah-ah-ah–oooo-ooolll-hoo-ooo-ooo-lllllllllllleeeeeeeeeeeeee-ahhh.
Ha, I tickle me.
You know, the Addamses would have found something delightful about being covered in little red spots. So, I think this ended up being a fitting post all together anyway.