Day 31 - Thar She Blows...Out Her Nose!

Ok, so today it rained.  A lot.  Immediately following there was a spectacular rainbow outside.  Biggest I've ever seen, actually.  I managed to capture it, but I'm not sure the pic does it justice.  I tired for 10 minutes to get Kierstie to come with me to try and find the pot of gold, she wasn't falling for it.  That was probably for the best, those damn Leprechauns are hard to catch, or so I've been told.  

  

So I've been continuing to write my masterpiece of a novel.  I'm at 6 pages...I know, ridiculous, right?  I find myself re-reading and changing and correcting and editing and it's SO much harder than one might think.  I am about to write more so this post will be shorter than normal...sorry.  I need to focus.  I spoke to my Mom today, Best Moo Ever.  She always seems to know what to say to make me feel better about things.  Mothers day tomorrow and I've been wracking my brain, trying to think what to send.  She's not a "flowers" type of woman, my Mom is ever practical, and she's the type that will get something if she wants it, all by herself.  As a result, it's hard to come up with ideas.  I found one, though.  I'll just send my pages for critique.  She'd love to be part of the process, even if it's terrible and never gets published.  

I did have something to share with everyone though.  Be warned, it's damaging to the psyche and, once seen, it can't be unseen.  We have a lot of "unusual" characters that live in our neighbourhood.  We give them nicknames like Calamity Jane (Seriously weird, shaved head German woman with a fondness for Rot Wein).  Tequila Time is a beggar woman who hangs in front of the Back Werk saying, what sounds like, "Tequila Time" over and over like a mantra.  I'm sure it means something different, but hey, we just had Cinco de Mayo, so it really could be Tequila Time.  Well, I managed to capture an image of another neighbourhood oddity yesterday.  I just call her "Tits Galore".  The name speaks for itself, but trust me, it's not Tits Galore in a good way.  She has a tendency to plug a nostril and blow the funk out of the other one with gusto and if that doesn't work, she'll just get a finger in there and dig as deep as she's able...all in full view of whoever is nearby.  Enjoy folks, but remember, if you've a weak stomach, you've been warned.  Just so you know, that left hand was en route to an epic nose pic of the left nostril that lasted almost the whole block...and she is not a fast walker.

Lesson for the day.  If the above picture is not irrefutable proof of the fact that it's possible to have "too much of a good thing", I don't know what is.  Keep it in mind.  All things in moderation is a good motto, but hey, I think it's okay to cut loose once in a while...as long as you've got a good brazier. 

Good night all, I'm on to writing my masterpiece.

Ian