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[Nov. 11th, 2005|06:27 am]
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Every time I go out on the front porch, I can hear what sounds like water dripping, but I can't pinpoint the spot th sound is coming from, and I can't see any wetness anywhere. It's driving me batty. The rain ended long ago, so there shouldn't be anything left to drip. It's phantom water! I have a vassergeist! Also, I've still seen no fireballs!
Again tonight, I've gone looking for something on teh Internets and fetched up instead at a web site featuring classic comics and cartoons. This time it's a weblog called Beyond Belief. There is also a link from there to a related site, Barnacle Press, which has even more comics. I was very pleased to find an entire page of Peter Arno Cartoons originally published in The New Yorker. Peter Arno's stuff has delighted me since I was much too young to get most of his jokes. Some I still don't get, but I don't care. Some of his cartoons don't actually have jokes, in fact. Some are just little bits of subtle snark, some are archly witty, and some are more sad than anything else, though even with those, the drawings always make me smile.
Sun's up again. I keep thinking it's Saturday. Maybe because it's a holiday. Happy Armistice Day.
I also keep thinking I've forgotten something. Oh, well. |
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