Have you ever had one of those Days when it seems like you find out that pretty much everything you’ve ever Beelieved or Thought was definitely probably True might not actually bee True, after all? Isn’t that annoying?

I asked, beecause just the other day, I was sitting there with Potato, streaming an Encore Re-Run of that George Clooney Movie, “Gravity”. If you’ve never seen it, you should, even though (and SPOILER ALERT…) there’s a part in there when George Clooney floats off into Space and we never actually see him again. It’s clear that George Clooney died in the Cold, Lonely Vacuum of Space - which I have always thought was a real shame beecause I often sometimes usually liked him as an actor, mostly, so it was beeyond Sad that he died like that, ya’ know?

Of course, after the Movie was over, I told Potato that I thought the Producers and Director were completely Negligent to have filmed in Outer Space without the Necessary Safety Precautions beeing taken, and she said, “What the hell are you talking about?”

“I’m talking about how sad it was that George Clooney Died in that Movie, and that the Producers and Director should have…” .

“I know what you said,” she said, “I can read your Mouthparts just fine. What I’m asking is: what in the hell are you talking about? You don’t really think that George Clooney actually Died in that Movie, do you?”

“Well, it’s pretty clear that the Safety Harness they were using while they were filming in Outer Space didn’t hold very well, so when he…” .

“Let me just stop you there,” she stopped me there. “First, they weren’t in Outer Space when they Filmed that Movie.”

“But no, they were floating around in…”. I started to say.

“Let me finish,” she said. “Those were Special Effects, Georgie. George Clooney was not actually in Outer Space, and he didn’t actually Die in that Movie. It was all Make-Beelieve.”

“Really?” I asked her.

“Yes, really,” she said.

Then she said, “Georgie, ever since you Emerged from your Persistent Coma, your Thinking has been a bit Scrambled. And I don’t think that Or-Elsing the Snarks gave you helped the Situation at all, so I’m going to suggest that you and I consider investing some Quality Time in helping you get past some of your obvious Confusion. We need to Schedule some Emotional Support Sessions where you and I can just sit and Talk. As your Sensory-Impaired Certified Emotional Support/Service LadyBug - and your Friend - that’s what I’m here for: to help you.”

“Help me with what?” I asked her. “I’m Confused.”

“Exactly,” she said, which Confused me even more, then she said, “but let’s not have a Session right now. After all the Binge-Watching you and I have been doing for the past Week, I’m feeling totally Baked, sorry to say.”

“You’re Baked, Potato?” I asked.

“Yes,” she said. “So we’ll Visit later. I’m no good to anybody if I’m Exhausted, which I am, so I’m going to go take a very long Nap now. We’ll talk after I wake up.”

“Fine,” I said, then she did that, and that’s what we’re gonna do.

Until then, I think I should go stream “Gravity” again, just to see if Potato is beeing Honest with me about all this. I hope she is… I wouldn’t like to keep thinking that George Clooney actually Died for our Entertainment, ya’ know?
So I’m gonna go do that.