Thursday, January 08, 2009
Payback Is Hell
Tuesday, it rained cats and dogs all day and all night. By Wednesday morning, some of the area streams were overflowing their banks. But at least the rain had stopped -- only to be replaced by ferocious winds. I'm not kidding, when I was out walking the dog last night, it was all I could do to keep my feet on the ground. I'm a fairly slight person but, geez, I weigh enough that I should be safe from being blown to Oz by some errant Hell wind. It blew and it blew all night long -- which was fine once I was in bed. I love to lie in bed and be lulled to sleep by pouring rain and/or howling winds. I'm funny that way. It's not so great when one has to be out and about in it, though. I had to go to the grocery store yesterday after work, and then schlep my stuff to the car. With the wind ripping at my clothes and whipping my hair around my face so I couldn't see, it's a wonder I didn't get run down in the parking lot. I'm sure I must have been a gorgeous sight out there, what with Medusa hair, red and runny nose, disheveled clothes, and raccoon eyes from smeared mascara. I don't know what I was thinking, not wearing my ruby slippers.
As I may have reminded you a time or two before, I'm not stupid. Therefore, I know what this is. This is payback for the hit I put out on the full moon last month. The damned thing escaped and now it's in position to wax full again Saturday night. It may think I don't see it sitting up there flexing its muscles and smirking with that vulpine grin, but it would be wrong. It should just cease and desist right now. It's not fooling anybody. Everybody knows it's pulling pranks and instigating weirdness all over, so it had better look out. As bright and portly as it is, why, it makes a fine target and I am trawling e-Bay for a bazooka. We'll see who has the last laugh. Shine on, voodoo moon. Yeah. Shine this.
Meanwhile, TWISTED LINGUISTICS has a few choice evil voodoo blasfomys for you to play with.