Moments ago, I saw a cockroach on the wall. It scurried downward, behind the monitor, too late for me to act.
Momentarily, it showed up with antennae twitching above the keyboard. I whacked it with my TR-recommended swatter. Not hard enough, or I missed. Scurried away, it did.
Absentmindedly, while reading some member dismissing us for talking about talking too much, I put the tumbler to my lips for another sip of sherry.
Lo!
It had fallen in. It struggled against my upper lip.
BLECH !
Do we talk about talking too much?
