Thursday, July 05, 2007

I Won't Lie To You

It's not that I haven't been dreaming; I'm silent here (and most places) because I've been so busy. It's hard to find make the time to post about inane blitherings and insane dreamings when life is so full. In particular, the challenge of drawing for at least most of these posts here (that was the challenge), and then getting hubby to scan it so I can post it. Drat time delays which remove all the impulsivity.

I also won't lie to you and tell you this next bit is/was a dream; it's true, but seems to fit here.

I am one of a rather large population which finds clowns frightening. So yesterday, at the local Fourth of July celebration, I tried to be calm when the next act at the entertainment stage was, you guessed it, a clown duo.

I tried to calm myself for sitting during the show for the kids, because that's what good mommas do. I talked with the youngest, sitting on my left, when suddenly his hand shoots up to my head hitting the brim of my baseball cap -- and I mean but hard. At first I was annoyed as I instinctively went to grab his hand, turning as I did so. And what do I discover? One of the clowns had hit me in the head with a ball. Seems my son was trying to protect me.

Yeah, you read that right. A clown tried to kill me by beaning me hard in the melon. On the Fourth of July, in front of my family. Bloody hell!

Clowns are not just scary. They are armed and dangerous.

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