Tower of Babble

I called my sister early this morning to make some weekend arrangements.  As I mentioned, I awoke pretty durned early this morning, and this phone call was pre-coffee.  I was babbling, trailing off, making little sense.  I said – I’m sorry, Manda – I’m tired.  I can’t speak English this morning.  Yeah, she replied, How about you call me later when you can make some sense.  I don’t speak ‘Dream.’

 

Tee hee hee.