web analytics

Make a note: read the labels….

I grabbed an antihistamine out of a blister pack in the the sealed drug container in the fridge, and it just tasted wrong. So I axed Uncle B if there was anything else in the box I should know about and he reckoned there might be a couple of sleeping pills down in the bottom. He was really exercised that I would take anything without checking the labeling — but, honestly, if I believed there was anything interesting in the house I’d’ve eaten it long ago.

Sleeping pills. Bingo.

Unfortunately, were were headed out to hear a two hour talk. I didn’t disgrace the fambly by snoring, but I am surely ready for my bed.

See you’uns tomorrow.

Comments


Comment from Pupster
Time: February 11, 2014, 11:05 pm

Poor sleepy Weasel.


Comment from QuasiModo
Time: February 11, 2014, 11:27 pm

Better have Uncle B. put some child proof locks on things and make you ask first 🙂

Have a good snooze!


Comment from Nina
Time: February 12, 2014, 12:18 am

Zzzzzzzz

I popped a Vicodin once by accident and within 20 minutes I was praying to to the porcelain god, so I feel your pain. I won’t be addicted to them any time soon, I’m telling you that.


Comment from dissent555
Time: February 12, 2014, 12:21 am

Sleep is the cure. Rest well.


Comment from Armybrat
Time: February 12, 2014, 1:11 am

I’ve been taking Sudafed ever since my vacation to FLorida in Jan. I got a nasty bit of a cold then and can’t get rid of the last bit of congestion and cough. Sudafed….a main ingredient of meth. That probably explains why I haven’t slept more than 2 hours in the best part of a month. I’d sell my mother’s virginity for a decent nights sleep.


Comment from CrabbyOldBat
Time: February 12, 2014, 3:05 am

You could end up a criminal defendant.

http://www.foxnews.com/us/2014/02/04/ny-prosecutors-say-kennedy-may-have-broken-law-even-if-took-sleeping-pill/


Comment from Some Sleepy Vegetable
Time: February 12, 2014, 3:42 am

Ee-e-e-um-um-a-weh
Ee-e-e-um-um-a-weh

Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh
Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh
Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh
Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh

In South England, cold wet South England
The weasel sleeps tonight
In South England, cold wet South England
The weasel sleeps tonight

Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh
Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh
Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh
Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh

Hush my chickens don’t cluck my chickens
The weasel sleeps tonight
Hush my chickens , don’t cluck my chickens
The weasel sleeps tonight

Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh
Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh
Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh
Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh

Ee-e-e-um-um-a-weh
Ee-e-e-um-um-a-weh


Comment from Nina
Time: February 12, 2014, 3:46 am

That’s fantastic, Veg!


Comment from Stark Dickflüssig
Time: February 12, 2014, 5:13 am

& that’s why I won’t even take vitamins.


Comment from SCOTTtheBADGER
Time: February 12, 2014, 7:14 am

YAY! You really are SOME VEG, as Charlotte would have said.


Comment from Christopher Taylor
Time: February 12, 2014, 8:08 pm

Anyone have Sid Caesar? 🙁


Comment from J.S.Bridges
Time: February 12, 2014, 9:37 pm

Izzat Vegging out?…

*ducks, runs…*

‘Fess up, you copy/pasted a bunch of that, right? On accounta, typing it all would’ve been, like all boring an’ stuff…

Best let sleepy/sleeping Sweasels lie (lay?…no lyin’ involved, really.)

‘Nighty night, sleep tight, don’t let Mad Jack see yer toes, or he’ll bite…

(Snowing here, 2 inches down and lots more on the way, I’m outta here to beat the salt-spreader trucks – )


Comment from Rich Rostrom
Time: February 14, 2014, 1:00 am

Pharmaceutical roulette…

I was at an SF con last weekend, sitting around somewhere where there were stray munchies. I saw what I thought was a stray M&M, so I ate it. When I bit down, it crumbled (some kind of dry pill), and tasted nasty.

No way to find out what it was, but nothing happened.

Write a comment

(as if I cared)

(yeah. I'm going to write)

(oooo! you have a website?)


Beware: more than one link in a comment is apt to earn you a trip to the spam filter, where you will remain -- cold, frightened and alone -- until I remember to clean the trap. But, hey, without Akismet, we'd be up to our asses in...well, ass porn, mostly.


<< carry me back to ol' virginny