Monday, May 16, 2005

This Headache Is Good Enough For Jehova! Ouch!

So much for $5 miracles.
Sittin' there minding my own business, enjoying the pain and along comes Little Rabbit Foo Foo who bops me on the head. Pain goes away. I'm cured. Whoo hoo, etc.
Now I'm dancing and prancing through the forest, sharing love and wet noodles. Now I'm dancing naked with nymphs and goats and sheepherders and wise men and all manner of happy, snappy folk.
I'm Singing in the Rain. I'm a Funny Face. I'm gorgeously Indiscreet. I am Love, Actually. It feels as if my whole body has been Born Free just as the Butterflies Are Free. I am a man in Possession of The Unbearable Lightness of Being. I am...Keanu Reeves.
And just like that, poof. Out go the twinkly lights. Away blows the magic dust. Down goes the house of twigs. Beauty leaves the Beast. The Dwarfs trunch off to their jobs.
All that was ept is now in-. All that was in whack is now out. Gruntle has been dissed, Hansel dismissed.
Yesterday's recovery was but a respite from the storm. A mere lull between cloudbursts. The gentle lufting that announces the eye of the hurricane is watching you. A stall, if you will.
Der kopfschmertz ist returned. Der Third Eyeache hast arisen! No Big Smile, though. Only a grimace and a grunt.


airplanejayne said...

sorry I missed the naked dancing with nymphs and goats. But wow, sounds like you got quite a bit for $5......

scarysquirrelman said...

Up until the Expulsion from Heaven, yes. After that...well, I've still got Paris.

airplanejayne said...

Forget Paris - Remember Sweden!

scarysquirrelman said...'re good.

airplanejayne said...

Damn You're good....or Good,You're Damned. Depends on the day, I guess, yes?