Old Mother East Wind,
|Yes, that is indeed a gigantic Kraft Dinner noodle. Thank you, America|
|Look at it. Tell me this doesn't look beautiful.|
|*weeps, like a passionate art student at the Louvre*|
|You think Mothers always love you? You sad little fool!|
I am the consummate runner-out-of-gas (that is... one who runs out of gas, not, one who runs, who is out of gas, or... one who runs while lacking gas. Or... one who runs to exit some tank of gasoline? Don't you love English?). Oh, chuckledy, you my friend, believe this to be a mere humorous aside, but I assure you - there are souls in this world for whom the gods have given the thorn of gauge blindness. I thank holy things that I, at least am not blind to the speedometer (though my vision for it is not precisely perfect...). I run out all the time.
Karma, oh gentle reader is patient, kind and gentle mother, ever ready to extend us JUST a touch more credit, just a LITTLE more time. Until, she can't anymore, until she must take a debit from someone of her own account, and... its you. So, I respect old Mother Karma enough to not put her in that, I'm sure, very painful position if I can help it (though admittedly, I frequently fail to help it, nonetheless). As such, I TRY to stop when people are on the side of the road. Even without Karma, well, when you've been there stumping up the shoulder of a mid-city interstate between cars going 90 who could really care less if you live or die... you develop a pang of immediate sympathy when you see some other poor soul in the same predicament.
So, today, I exited from the highway - its been a most eventful week in my little, glass ball of a world, anyway, and not entirely one I am completely happy with my behavior in (when I am happy with my behavior, I shall return to the bottom, assuming I have now grown arrogant -- thank the Salvation by Grace Treadmill I understood in my youth, these things never entirely lose their echoes in one's mind). And then old Mother, she saw me exiting, and said, "Oh, well, now here's what I'll do!"
|What should do if someone you love inadvertently image searches the words 'devious goddess'|
|Holly: "Do you think she's talented, deeply and importantly talented?"Paul: "No. Amusingly and superficially talented, yes. But deeply and importantly, no."|
|This is both not at ALL the picture I was looking for and yet, somehow, poetically apt.|
|Is this a pony? Are there moustachio-twirling pony villains?|
|"What's your Karma level today?"|