Ray's Thought for the Day - A Regular Inundation
Yippee! The rain, beginning yesterday morning, fell through the long night, and continues for the nonce, falling. I shall, once I am certain it has stopped falling, check the guage or gauge and revise the annual total accordingly, upward. Earlier, I noted 2.15" already constrained. The little CB seedlings are clapping their hands for joy.
Why lookee here, it's my especially smart sister, Rayetta, accompanied by the burly yet agile Lomo. Top of the morning to ye.
Hmmm. Ray, why is Lleu Llaw sitting on top of Crumby on that cot? And why is Crumby fettered like that.
Crumby had a panic attack, so we had to tie him up. It's Lleu Llaw's turn to sit on him. We have a schedule.
Hmmm. Lleu Llaw, can you type in English?
Doubtless, I am pre-adapted to those skills requiring a steady hand.
That's not what I asked you Lleu Llaw. Answer my question.
No, Lovely Druidess Rayetta, but doubtless I am pre-adapted for just that skill when a steady hand on the keyboard is required.
It takes both hands Lleu Llaw. One uses both hands, not just one. Jeez Louise! I can't believe I'm having this conversation. Lleu Llaw you have been spending too much time with Crumby. So get off him for Goddess Sakes, now!
If I get up off my master he is liable to injure himself or loose himself from his fetters and wreak a terrible storm of destruction hereabouts.
But Lleu Llaw has aggravated the Lovely Druidess, not folowing her directions expeditiously, and soon finds himself not only levitated off Crumby, but clean out of the laboratory and deposited in the dusty hallway outside.
Lleu Law stands slack jawed at the door.
Run along Lleu Llaw. Go fool around with the great red tube. I'm too busy to put up with any more of your highjinks.
Lleu Llaw prisses off, rubbing his stretched ears, thoughtfully.
Hmmm. For Goddess Sakes. Crumby stop that wiggling. Now I have to take time out of my busy schedule to spell Crumby. There now, that's better. Ray, Crumby is now calmed down. You may remove his fetters, anon. But meantime, where the heck is Raymone? Lomo has failed in his mission to sniff out Raymone. According to Lomo, the scent of that Frenchman is not to be detected high or low within the confines of the CB, anywhere.
Lomo not smiff Raymone!
Yes, that's correct Lomo. You could not sniff out Raymone.
Er. It's like this Rayetta. I felt bad, thinking that Raymone might get captured by La Migra, despite his usual invisibility. You know, a sniffer dog might get on his trail and alert the authorities. So what I did was, contact the Joke Factory to see if Nancy or Mary or Karl or somebody over there was working on a spell or potion that could render Raymone unsmellable. A while back, Mary the Virgin sent over a Druid sample only of Undetectable Aroma Powder. At least that's what the label spelled. Anyway, Raymone must have found the Druid sample only, Undetectable Aroma Powder and tried it out.
Hmmm. So Ray, how are we ever going to find Raymone? Yikes!!!! There you are, Raymone!
Ces't moi, Raymone, Madamoiselle Rayetta.
Raymone, can you type in English?
Merci, no, Madamoiselle Rayetta.
Swell. Hmmm. Well, I'll just do the checklist myself, per usual. Come on Lomo.
Lomo come on?
Yes Lomo, come on, we have work to do. Ray, don't forget to untie Crumby, for Goddess Sakes!!!!
Why lookee here, it's my especially smart sister, Rayetta, accompanied by the burly yet agile Lomo. Top of the morning to ye.
Hmmm. Ray, why is Lleu Llaw sitting on top of Crumby on that cot? And why is Crumby fettered like that.
Crumby had a panic attack, so we had to tie him up. It's Lleu Llaw's turn to sit on him. We have a schedule.
Hmmm. Lleu Llaw, can you type in English?
Doubtless, I am pre-adapted to those skills requiring a steady hand.
That's not what I asked you Lleu Llaw. Answer my question.
No, Lovely Druidess Rayetta, but doubtless I am pre-adapted for just that skill when a steady hand on the keyboard is required.
It takes both hands Lleu Llaw. One uses both hands, not just one. Jeez Louise! I can't believe I'm having this conversation. Lleu Llaw you have been spending too much time with Crumby. So get off him for Goddess Sakes, now!
If I get up off my master he is liable to injure himself or loose himself from his fetters and wreak a terrible storm of destruction hereabouts.
But Lleu Llaw has aggravated the Lovely Druidess, not folowing her directions expeditiously, and soon finds himself not only levitated off Crumby, but clean out of the laboratory and deposited in the dusty hallway outside.
Lleu Law stands slack jawed at the door.
Run along Lleu Llaw. Go fool around with the great red tube. I'm too busy to put up with any more of your highjinks.
Lleu Llaw prisses off, rubbing his stretched ears, thoughtfully.
Hmmm. For Goddess Sakes. Crumby stop that wiggling. Now I have to take time out of my busy schedule to spell Crumby. There now, that's better. Ray, Crumby is now calmed down. You may remove his fetters, anon. But meantime, where the heck is Raymone? Lomo has failed in his mission to sniff out Raymone. According to Lomo, the scent of that Frenchman is not to be detected high or low within the confines of the CB, anywhere.
Lomo not smiff Raymone!
Yes, that's correct Lomo. You could not sniff out Raymone.
Er. It's like this Rayetta. I felt bad, thinking that Raymone might get captured by La Migra, despite his usual invisibility. You know, a sniffer dog might get on his trail and alert the authorities. So what I did was, contact the Joke Factory to see if Nancy or Mary or Karl or somebody over there was working on a spell or potion that could render Raymone unsmellable. A while back, Mary the Virgin sent over a Druid sample only of Undetectable Aroma Powder. At least that's what the label spelled. Anyway, Raymone must have found the Druid sample only, Undetectable Aroma Powder and tried it out.
Hmmm. So Ray, how are we ever going to find Raymone? Yikes!!!! There you are, Raymone!
Ces't moi, Raymone, Madamoiselle Rayetta.
Raymone, can you type in English?
Merci, no, Madamoiselle Rayetta.
Swell. Hmmm. Well, I'll just do the checklist myself, per usual. Come on Lomo.
Lomo come on?
Yes Lomo, come on, we have work to do. Ray, don't forget to untie Crumby, for Goddess Sakes!!!!
posted by ray pistrum at Sunday, December 24, 2006
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