It's high tech.
Life is like a camera: Just
focus
on what's important,
capture
the good times,
develop
from the negatives, and if things don't work out,
take another shot
!
I was surprised this morning when a pair of large taxi vehicles showed up to my humble dwelling, and three dozen intoxicated painted ladies emerged!
They made their way inside, asked if there was anything to drink, and were generally loud and disoriented. After several failed attempts to discover why they were here, one of the ladies told me "Aslon Dak sent us!"...and suddenly my world made sense again.
I tried to share some of the wisdom of Saradomin with these women, but only a few of them paid any attention to what I was saying. They listened for a moment, but they kept trying to pet me. I was not comfortable with that! Sadly, these ladies found Saradomin's wine more compelling than His words.
One especially large woman, who appeared to be the spokesperson for the group, kept asking me when they were going back to Liverpool. Half-sobbing, half-screaming, layers of make-up oozing from her face, she said she wanted her "Scoooouse". I told her I had none. She got very angry, as did the other ladies!
They drank the last of my wine and stormed outside. From what I could tell, their plan is to find their way to Liverpool to, and I quote, "make that rat bastard sorry" for sending them away. At least I believe that was what that one woman vowed. A few of the slurred words were a challenge to understand.
I'm just glad I'm not the one they are furious with! Saradomin help that soul!
Saradomin be with you.