Drivel

"I don't know why I was thinking about this," is a dangerous way to start a conversation with my spouse.  He's likely to interject with something like, "Because there's nothing else in there to stop it?" or "Well, nature abhors a vacuum."  I've also learned not to begin any question with the word "where" because the answer is inevitably a quote of his grandmother's (and yes, she was a piece of work): "if it was up your a&& you'd know where it was!"  So the delicate phrasing now is "have you seen the..." to which his response is a falsetto "did SOMEbody say WHERE?" So, while I lie/sit/vegetate here waiting for my intestines to recalibrate these are the odd things bouncing around my brain, for Universe knows what reason.  I'll probably be humming them while I unpack from last week's trip (still haven't done that, been too busy wishing the bathroom had a revolving door until yesterday)...   Scintillate, scintillate globule aurific - Fain would I fathom thy nature specific Lofily perched in the ether capacious Strongly resembling a gem carbonaceous.  +-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- Three myopic rodents, three myopic rodentsObserve how they perambulate, observe how they perambulateThey circumnavigated the agriculturalist's spouse,She excised their extremities with a carving utensilHave you ever perceived such a phenomenon in your existence asThree myopic rodents. +-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- Propel, propel, propel your craftPlacidly down the liquid solutionEcstatically, ecstatically, ecstatically, ecstaticallyExistence is but an illusion.