.comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}

Friday, February 10, 2006

The Whole Place was Liable to Go Up in Flames

First I felt a strange sensation in my left ear, but I attributed the feeling to the fanatic wind that whistled down the lane and extinguished my last piece of coal. Then I felt a strange sensation in my sinuses, but I attributed the feeling to the damp that invades my garret. Did I think I was getting a cold? No, I did not think I was getting a cold. I did not think at all. Perhaps that is where I went wrong. Or perhaps I should have sold my timeshare in October, like the man said. At any rate, my affliction will not cut into my Olympics-watching time, because I hadn't planned on watching the Olympics.

The cold-medicine box said I should be feeling groggy by now, but I'm fine. If anyone wonders why I just drove the neighbor's Honda into the compost bins, they should keep in mind that the keys were left in the ignition, and that the bins were never meant to sit so close to the house anyway. The heat generated in those bins is tremendous; the whole place was liable to go up in flames.

Tonight, I saved lives. Tomorrow, I will rest.


Blogger OldHorsetailSnake said...

Thank heavens. Esther has once again saved us from Mrs. O'Leary's rubbish bins.

3:38 PM  
Anonymous vicki said...

Great. Just great. I took cold medicine not one minute before coming over here. Maybe it's really fast acting.

8:41 PM  
Blogger moleboy said...

the night-time, sniffling, sneezing, what am I doing on the kitchen floor, medicine

11:50 AM  
Anonymous GeorgeBernardYeats said...

Fanatic wind, fanatic heart, fanatic pancreas.

11:02 AM  

Post a Comment

<< Home