She is unable to post here or to read or respond to her emails. This just happened around 2 pm local time (CST) today (Saturday, Jan. 3), and it’s too early to know how or when she’ll be able to get back online.

Personally, I’ll be drinking much earlier & heavier until she’s back online.

UPDATE: It’s after midnight on Sat/Sun, and Judy has email access again, thanks to her Kindle. But she still can’t access her blog; I’m her seeing-eye duck here. (Her laptop may need a new motherboard. Ouch!)

(Um, hey, I just realized I’m in COMPLETE control of her blog now. What mischief may I set afoot herein, to strut and fret? The early rum made me do it. That will be my defense. Yeah, that’ll work.)

(An update is posted here)

Okcforgottenman, aka Duckie

Today’s prompt is always one of Judy’s favorites: Ready, Set, Done — Our ten-minute free-write is back! Have no mercy on your keyboard as you give us your most unfiltered self (feel free to edit later, or just publish as-is).

The lil yeller feller decided to give it a try, but he can only type about one word a minute, so he drafted me to type as he dictates. Trouble is, he only speaks a rare Mexican dialect of Quack that I’m not familiar with. I typed what he said, but I’ll need a translator. Anyone out there know what he’s trying to impart?

(You can read about lorem ipsum here. I just discovered the term a few months ago.)

I am presently with my childhood friend in Cancun. It is a very strange trip that I’ll explain later when I’m not writing on a Kindle.

Today’s Daily Prompt: Imaginary Friend – Many of us had imaginary friends as young children. If your imaginary friend grew up alongside you, what would his/her/its life be like today? (Didn’t have one? write about a non-imaginary friend you haven’t seen since childhood.)

(Judy’s in Cancun, where the rain & exterior gloom have been incessant, and the internet access has been intermittent. Sounds like it’s the proverbial weather only fit for a duck. We’ve exchanged a few emails, which inexplicably take one to six hours to arrive. She asked me to post this in response to today’s prompt.)

(As for me, all my friends were real when I was a kid, but I was pretty sure I was imaginary. As an adult, I’m now certain of it.)