Pre-Sunrise Babbling

Look where Febreze, the Devil Spray, has planted itself now. Not content to be festering in our Tide boxes, it is making sure that it will be on our newly dried clothing, wrapping itself completely around us. Remember when it was advertised as simply an air freshener? Early commercials showed the presence of a foul odor in the air that dissolved with one tiny spritz of the magic scent. Then two evils collided when Febreze teamed up with a ruthless ad agency that has us believing our families are unhealthy if it is not in their closets, shoes, showers, cars, little league games, etc. How long before it goes after our food, people? Wake up & smell the fluorocarbons!! By the middle of next year I expect the first ads to emerge that enter the kitchen. It will be a tentative entry perhaps, where they show a stinky fish on the counter & family members holding their noses in the univeral symbol for "PU". Then the ads will very quickly herd our sheepish masses toward a belief that, in order to be odor-free & healthy, we must spray everything we eat with Febreze. The marriage of Febreze & Pam, the no-stick cooking spray, will be an inevitable outcome. I am warning you, this odious stuff is infiltrating our national sensibilities. Today it is in our Bounce.....soon it will be all over our Captain Crunch.

Except for a little skirmish between Olivia & Richard, the Wordox hostilities seem to have ended for now. It took several of us to get Perrin's feathers smoothed down again, but we did it. When a lone crow has to fight a whole bunch of turkeys, it can make him a tad crazy. Bahb may never get all the apologies she deserves, but I think she knows now how many of us think she's the cat's meow. I look forward to a peaceful Saturday in Interleague now that all the bananas & blood have been cleaned off the walls. I will play in as many tournaments as my schedule that day permits and, if paired with monkeymeat, I will forfeit.....quietly. Life goes on.