Spleck Creyonah #26



Happy American Thanksgiving.

 How was your Thanksgiving Feast?

 Or were you working to be ready for tomorrow, which is Black Friday?

 Now, I'm Canadian, which is why I said Happy American Thanksgiving but I'm thankful all the same that I had this drawing ready to go because I came home not long ago and I would have had to resort to a quick drawing or force one of my other drawings to be A creyonah drawing.

 But I don't want to have to do that.

 So it's a good thing that I have drawings to spare on a day like this.

 As for the drawing itself

 That's the truth. I don't think that that I could a Baseball to save my life, but like the drawing sayd, I can hit Softball,

 So long as it's pitched slowly.

 Yeah, I never could have have done SlowPitch.


 And I didn't have the power when I played weekly in the summers for three years but if I hit in the right spot, I had the speed to run all the way around the bases.

 I did that more than once too in those years so that was okay.

 And I could hit for average too.

 You weren't here for it before, but I am feeling that same off pain in my nose.

 Though I guess it's more of a discomfort than a pain, it's an unusual thing all the same.

 Ugh.

 Tell me it's going to go away when I finally take the tylenol?

 It's too close to Christmas for me to discover that I have a tumour behind my nose.

 Too dark?

 Well, it feels unlikely, so no, not too dark.

 Not that it's anything to joke about.

 Cancer is a serious futting disease.

 And since eating, I do feel better.

 Yeah, Ketchup Chips in a tube.

 That tube.

 But I won't say their name because they ain't paying me nothing.

 Though why would they?

 Shrugs.

 Not that I would petition them as I am looking to not eat chips in the 20's.

 At least that's the plan.

 Though I recently had broke my chip fast, I didn't eat any the whole time that I was 47, so if if can go for more than year though eating them, how hard can ten be?

 Tonight's chips were very good, but yeah, I'll be going back on my chip fast as early as December.

 And here's as good a place for me to bring this post to an end.

 Be well.

Charles Petrie

Date
11-28-19

Time 
22:28-23:13=45 Minutes

Word Count
418

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