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Friday, April 22, 2005

I'm Fine Now, Thanks

Took a brief saunter out-of-doors yesterday evening and was transfixed by the rather outlandish night-sky: concentric puffles of clouds encircled the razor-white moon and all that, with a hint of holy seraphim descending in tunnel formation. To top it off, when I returned home I found a plate of warm sausages on the back step. Naturally I assumed they were for me; as I ate the sausages the sky cracked and the wind whipped through my hair and 'mid this tumult I heard from far ancestral voices prophesying war. Intoxicating! At any rate, this morning I suffered the worst food poisoning of my life.

9 Comments:

Blogger Chris Cope said...

That Prophecy Sausage is notoriously rough on one's inner workings. That's why I tend to choose Johnsonville. It is well known that oracles want nothing to do with Wisconsin.

12:51 PM  
Blogger OldHorsetailSnake said...

In weather like that, any sausages you find are for the Dog Star.

5:34 PM  
Blogger Bleak Mouse said...

Well, it's better than me suffering the worst food poisoning of your life. Still and all, leaving that aside, and taking into account all of that elemental fury, I do wish things might have turned out differently for you.

10:49 PM  
Anonymous The Wordy Bird said...

I once stumbled across some deep fried tofu (I've eschewed meat ever since a traumatic visit to a certain Scottish eatery) that seemed to have instilled in me the ability to know what the exact temperature in downtown Cleveland was as I was eating it (the tofu, not Cleveland). No food poisoning to report, but I did spontaneously grow a new appendage, the use of which I'm still trying to figure out. Life's weird, eh?

6:18 PM  
Blogger Bleak Mouse said...

No, life's not weird at all. Whatever makes someone say something like THAT?

11:50 PM  
Blogger OldHorsetailSnake said...

Esther: I mention you in my piece today (Sunday), in a sort of complimentary way.

9:54 AM  
Blogger Raehan said...

Coming from Horsetail Snake's place. Sorry about the food poisoning. If' it's any consolation you made me laugh.

11:51 AM  
Blogger poopie said...

Yowza..sorry you've got the runs. Hoss sent me over to say "feel better soon".

12:01 PM  
Blogger Dave Morris said...

If Hoss likes it, it must be funny. Enjoyed your blog.

Never. Eat. Warm. Sausages. Off. The. Doorstep.

10:58 PM  

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