I have learned and felt today that hailstones on your head hurt. Raindrops on your nose however are gentle greetings from a faraway brook where poets are born... or so it seems after the ice.
If you want a message from the heavenly Valhalla where 'gods' battle with bolts of fire, try mooning the sky during a thunderstorm. A lightning strike on your butt will raise your consciousness to new levels, and a few weeks of recuperating while lying flat on your face will give you the opportunity to contemplate the true philosophical value of a high thread count in your pillowcases.
If you want a message from the heavenly Valhalla where 'gods' battle with bolts of fire, try mooning the sky during a thunderstorm. A lightning strike on your butt will raise your consciousness to new levels, and a few weeks of recuperating while lying flat on your face will give you the opportunity to contemplate the true philosophical value of a high thread count in your pillowcases.
ReplyDeleteBut the dog was dry!
ReplyDeleteAs a famous ancient person (it may have been Archimedes) once said, 'A dry dog is a requisite for peace of mind'.
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