The hell lt was. It rained all night and the weather was WET! Poor Budda woke me up this morning and he was wet. Too dumb to come in out of the rain. Maybe he was concerned about the uninvited dinner guest, a big, fat possum, which showed up for a snack at 2 am the night before last. I chased it around for a few minutes until it found the door and whoooosshh it was gone. It didn't show up last night I suppose because of the rain. Its possum mother probably told it, as did mine, that it was so sweet it would melt if it got wet.
I've got some further thinking to do about the hidden dimensions and time. Stay tuned.
Or not.
Big, fat possums are proof that we're all on this flight together,
Dick
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