Welcome
So I envisioned this new post to a psuedo-new blog as I stood ankle-deep in the Resch, underneath a blue awning which was (for the most part) shielding me from the torrential downpour. I stood and watched a pool which was becoming more pool as the rain became the pool. I stood and watched the few stubborn patrons who seemed to think that it was ‘fun’ to swim in the storm.
So it was, as I stood in water watching water, that I thought of a blog, requiring a computer screen, which absolutely should not be mixed with water. Perhaps this is my nature: it’s sunny out, but I wish it was raining so I could go to a movie without feeling bad about missing the sun, I have homework but I don’t want to do it (actually, that’s not a paradox. at all.)
Anyways (being concise is not always my strong suit). Welcome.
These are not yet notes from a new new town, just a town, which two years ago was new.
And the glorious plan I glimpsed has faded away as the water runs in the drains. I am left with nothing to post. Oh, the grandeur of ideas and the empty reality of action and the fault of memory.
What I do remember is the thunder song that I made up and sang for almost an hour straight in an effort to force the pool closing. Thunder did not come but they finally closed the pool.
To the tune of “Rain, Rain, Go Away”
Rain rain, please come back,
but only with a thunder clap
the lifeguards here are cold and bored
but if there’s lightning we can leave for sure.
