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I have a blog now.
It's called And She Was.
I've been better at updating it than here lately. Probably
will be able to update it more often than this one for a while
anyway.
I was at the pool the other evening writing in my paper journal
and drinking a Pepsi as is par for my evenings. I had sat the
Pepsi on the ground since the other swimmers had put their stuff
on the only table. When I picked up the can again it was covered
in ants. There was a trail of ants running up the side that was
pissed off because I had broken contact with the Earth.
Was a bit pissed off since that was my last Pepsi and I had
only drank half of it. So I decided to allow all the ants to
partake and poured a little on the concrete. At first there was
mass confusion then they settled into drinking from the shoreline
of Pepsi. Word got back to the colony and those rushing to Sugar
Beach outnumbered those leaving by 5 to 1.
As the spot was drying up I poured a bit more down to ease
the overcrowding somewhat. The little six legged lushes were
even stuffed down in the little pits in the concrete.
A few brave souls had traced the elixir back to the source
but the rest were content to stay and party at the concrete kegger.
last time ~ next time
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