Bad Machinery by John Allison for September 15, 2022

Ole Father Time is a crule one!

Last Thanksgiving, I had that top-row conversation almost word-for-word with my 14-year-old nephew. I should have told him that sea cucumbers are axually a sort of mad worm.

Getting up at 2 pm is the best kind of civilization!

Hush, hush, sweet Charlotte. You’re interrupting my concentration. But, since you are finally out of bed, please, bring your dear mum a spot of tea with cream.

A friend I met in undergrad was a jazz musician. He never got up before noon.

If the early bird gets the worm, that just proves that the worm should have stayed in bed!

I ate a sea cucumber once. It was pretty good. But I wasn’t wearing Bat Man pajamas, so I missed half the experience.

She’s also wearing Batman pajamas, so your argument is invalid anyway.

Wish I could sleep till afternoon again. Latest is 8:30.

Well-rested Lottie is delightfully cheery, and daft as ever.

“GNOM GNOM”