I guess I only missed one day posting (just now, not over time), but it feels like two. I’m in a kind of a time warp, which bodes well for a late Non-Sequitur Thursday Post. Is it really Friday? I believe it is. I have not even tried my Chromebook since yesterday morning but am on my Tablet, pecking in one letter at a time with the stylus and making use of the predictive text thingy whenever possible.
I felt that was a long paragraph and wanted to throw in a picture to pep things up (that last phrase courtesy of the predictive text thingy). I wanted to share pictures of skeletons, because I just read a meme on Facebook about how we all have skeletons in our closets so ought not to talk about other people. I keep most of my skeletons out of the closet for decorative purposes.
That just made me think about people coming out of the closet, as the saying goes. Does that mean most skeletons are gay? Points to ponder.
The above picture, by the way, is Bonita in a summer outfit put together by my late, dearly missed husband, Steven. Her friend Bonaparte sits on her lap. Bonaparte is my current Facebook profile picture.
Another summer skeleton, because many of us are longing for weather when we can sit outdoors. This handsome fellow was at the home of my late, dearly missed friend Phyllis, another woman who scorned to keep her skeletons in the closet.
To make this a true Non-Sequitur Thursday Post, I ought to have a headline with at best an oblique reference to the post itself. Nothing is coming to me. However, since I have to change devices to add the headline, I have a little time to think (and here’s an interesting predictive text thingy thing: it wanted to follow “I have a” with “bottle of”).
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