The further and continuing adventures of the girl who sat in the back of your homeroom, reading and daydreaming.
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Diary Entry From A Parallel World
Day 14, aboard the Suburbia et Suborbia, somewhere over Lower Ohio - Every hour, the howling and grabbing becomes worse, and it is all over bacon grease. On the zeppelin's main deck this morning, two of them were fighting over a cooked sausage skin while neglecting essential work. I fear I have fallen into the hands of cheesemongers and incompetent monkey smugglers. I will never book a flight through Ed's Bait & Travel again. Never!
Cats underfoot this morning?
ReplyDeleteEver read Poe's story "Mellonta Tauta?" Check it out some time.
ReplyDeleteHis minnows, on the other hand, are awesome.
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like, if it weren't for the howling and grabbing, it might be a rather pleasant vacation.
ReplyDeleteBut-do the cheesemongers actually have any cheese?
ReplyDeleteThey did -- right up 'til the time the incompetent monkey smugglers lost control of their "cargo."
ReplyDeleteRob K,it would be a lot nicer if Lower Ohio weren't a known haunt of tax-pirates and auk breeders. ...Driest poultry on the planet, and the prices those people want for gravy...! On the other hand, solar sacrifice has dropped way off ever since the Cahokian Reformation. A traveller with adequate ketchup reserves can have a moderately pleasant trip, more so if she's a fair shot.
It says a lot for your cooking if they're willing to go all Mortal Kombat for part of a sausage skin.
ReplyDelete(I don't know why it took me so long to think that up.)