Foiled Again

The water gods are just out to get me this week. I was walking down Duncan early this morning. I had my poor old decrepit bumbershoot with me. I saw a tiny little flash of light. I tried to will it to be a flicker from the pink mercury lights in the schoolyard. They weren’t flickering. I kept going anyway, for a while. Eventually, there were more and more flashes of light and finally an all too familiar rumbling sound followed one of them. I turned around and headed home.

Thanks for checking on me. I was almost home again when you called. People always seem to be worrying around about me about things that I am not particularly bothered about. But I don’t like walking in lightning storms, so you hit it right for once.

Now, where’re my blasted flippers and fins and things? Grok grok!

2 Responses to “Foiled Again”

  1. Sam Says:

    Finns? In UP!

  2. l4827 Says:

    We are Fin-ished with this one.