They Let It Burn

Went on the first hike for my grant-sponsored photography show.

Discovered hiking through burned forest is depressing.

Found myself photographing flowering weeds.

When a distinguished but elderly scientist
states that something is possible,
he is almost certainly right.
When he states that
something is impossible,
he is very probably wrong.

Arthur C. Clarke

Public Enemy #1

Shop 'til You Expire

I would rather be tortured by terrorists than shop for bras.

Sunday, when approached by one of those paragons of virtue, the bra-fitting-specialist saleswoman, I politely said, I'm just looking.

She replied, "A lot of ladies I've fit, are very happy with this one," and hands me a brassiere that would fit GODZILLA.

I did not say, honey, I've been picking out my own bras since before you wet your first diaper, because it was Sunday. Peace on Earth, Goodwill and all that. Instead I said, that's nice, and turned back to the rack.

She, clears her throat, and says, "Is that your size?"

I replied, through clenched teeth, I DON'T WANT ANY HELP, THANK-YOU.

I didn't think I needed to explain to her, that before I get to the Clydesdales, I like to pet the ponies.

She retreated, muttering that she just wanted to help me get the right fit. I expect to be nominated for sainthood for not strangling her with a wirefree, tricot-lined, flesh-toned undergarment right there in the bra department of Macy's.

I eventually made it to the correct aisle, because while ponies are nice, if you need to haul a load ...

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