Game over (?)
Sunday, 1 February 2015
“There’s a lot of hoo-rah,” I hear. Not that I understand the strategy-d’-football.
Not in my world. I have a a brand-new photo of a leaf that I think may be castor bean (and thus poisonous), and a #fitbit that won’t update (I’m taking it as temporary, but for now temporary is lasting more than an hour—hrrrumph). This may be just my personal narration….
Does it make sense that I’m flashing back on a view into Monte Carlo from an overlook (not from a movie), or is it really that I’m dodging anxiety generated by reading Pickett’s Charge by Charles McNair? [Enquiring minds want to know….]
Oh, geeze; I think I was off on a Elmore-Leonardian hallucination. Or something.