War Day

I needed this today, to just go sit outside in the sun despite the tenacious cold. Course, wish I'd peed first. I can feel it in there, a squishy bowling ball bladder wearing a tie, pounding on its cell phone, a pressing, pressing engagement causing a vein to pulse in its round temple.

I will not think about it. I will enjoy the sun, despite the tenacious cold. I will think about...sand. Sand; yes. There's no moisture there, in desert sand. Yep. My bladder sure does feel full of sand.

Or!...or, fire! Yes, fire! The distraction of a nice big bonfire! On the beach. On the sand. Near the waves and that big wet ocean.

Hm.

Or -- or Superman, I'll think of Superman! I wonder if Superman has a fly in that outfit? Would that make it a Superfly? So Superfly would then have a Superfly fly....

Flys and moustaches used to be group singular; i.e., 'flies' and 'moustaches' to describe the combined unit of each (both sides). I don't have moustaches, not right now.

But I sure do have a full bladder.

Screw it. It's cold as cold out here. ABCD
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