we are siamese if you please....we are siamese if you don't please....
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but where was robin?
06 August 2006
10:17 a.m.

Summertime, and the chance of a scattered thunderstorm is easy.....

Friday afternoon, we were all toiling away at Ye Olde Boat Museum on all manner of nautical things when a storm swept in and knocked all the power out. After about 10 minutes, folks started packing up to go home - since it was nearly 5 anyway.

But for me - it doesn't pay to leave before - oh, say 5:20 at the earliest because of the traffic between Ye Olde Boat Museum and Holloway Hundred (which Jim has now dubbed our house and 1/2 acre....).

So I stayed - and was rewarded.

Eventually the power came back on so we weren't all sitting in the dark (which we would have done, trust me...)and I was able to finish up an important missive on scatter patterns of exploding shell within the gun deck of a frigate. You know - exciting stuff.

Of course - by waiting, I had allowed another thunderstorm to sneakee up upon me carefully - and this was the kind of storm that you don't dare go out in - particularly with an umbrella that screams "strike me!! oooh me! over here!!!"

And that's when we saw him.

Imagine a guy that looks like Ving Rames wearing the tightest, smallest black shorts imaginable. Pair that with black shoes, black sock and a black knee brace.

Are you with me so far?

Now, pour him into a two-sizes too small black Batman t-shirt and you've got the ensemble.

Now put him in the middle of a rip-snorter, gulley-washin' lightshow of a storm.

In front of our very eyes he was doing short sprints - then dropping- in the middle of the road - and doing push ups.

This - in the middle of a storm that was causing havoc everywhere - that was burning down buildings and trees just a few blocks away. A storm that was flooding our roads by the Museum.

And he just kept doing it. Back and forth we watched him - even as trees were being hit right in front of him.

The surreal nature of the entire scene kept all of us mesmerized.

And then finally, the storm abated somewhat, and we went home.

I guess he's still out there somewhere - saving the world from something.

I'm just not sure what.

older shavings :: newer litter

listening to:

Mew

thinking about:

scatter patterns

seems like yesterday...:

homeward bound - 19 January 2010
a conversation with eliza - 20 February 2009
Home For Christmas - 24 December 2008
lately on GMT... - 11 December 2008
museums are go! - 21 October 2008

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