What sucks when it blows? I'll give you two guesses....
Wrong and wrong again! It's WIND. And it's being a real blowhard here in Vancouver, giving the whole city a really, really bad hair day. Evidence of its invisible passage lies everywhere: torn trees, birds flying upside-down, fashionable women stuffing hanks of bouffant into their ears to stop the cold swift air from rattling their cochleas. I don't know how much longer we can stand it.
Spontaneous orgasms while yawning have been reported
About Me
- SEAMONKEY
- You can lead a horse to water but you can't make it drink.
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"Powers and Dominions, Deities of Heaven!-- /
For, since no deep within her gulf can hold /
Immortal vigour, though oppressed and fallen,/
I give not Heaven for lost: from this descent/
Celestial Virtues rising will appear/
More glorious and more dread than from no fall,/
And trust themselves to fear no second fate!--/
Me though just right, and the fixed laws of Heaven,/
Did first create your leader--next, free choice/
With what besides in council or in fight/
Hath been achieved of merit--yet this loss,/
Thus far at least recovered, hath much more/
Established in a safe, unenvied throne,/
Yielded with full consent. The happier state/
In Heaven, which follows dignity, might draw/
Envy from each inferior; but who here/
Will envy whom the highest place exposes/
Foremost to stand against the Thunderer's aim/
Your bulwark, and condemns to greatest share/
Of endless pain? Where there is, then, no good/
For which to strive, no strife can grow up there/
From faction: for none sure will claim in Hell/
Precedence; none whose portion is so small/
Of present pain that with ambitious mind/
Will covet more!
--Paradise Lost, John Milton
1 comment:
So how come I thought you lived in Melbourne? *scratch head*
I think we've had the same wind. I nearly got blown inside out yesterday!
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