September 8, 2008
What a drippy day. It was darker than eight o’clock pm before lunchtime. Everything is so dark, dark, dark and damp. How many ways can one describe dampness without offending the Loch Ness Monster? When I look up up at the sky and see it shooting grayness like it's plum mad in every direction, it makes me think, how many times have I been told: Never Eat Soggy Waffles.