Steam, ceiling water and anti bacterial soap

Stephen Carey and I were discussing job woes that we get used to. He is regularly burnt by steam, which hurts like hell yet does not phase him. I get dishpan hands, aches and pains, and the frequent drop in the eye of soapy water. The soapy water in the eyes would hurt if I stopped to notice but hey, if you don't want the comfort and security of a maximum security cubicle you have to make a few sacrifices. And besides, its soapy water, so at least its not like getting pond water in your lemonade. And by the way, if you were the one person who bought lemonade from our lemonade stand on High Street when I was five, I apologize if you got a cup that had housed a crayfish. I think all the Dixie cups held a crawdad for at least a moment. Still, I think we did manage to sell one cup of lemonade, which is better than the stand my sister and I ran selling pink lemonade and rabbit poop. "Rabbit poop makes excellent fertilizer!" is what my sweet sister yelled to passing commuters. Alas,most joint ventures, like most new businesses close in their first year.

August Miller, who makes excellent art you can visit at Augustworld.com, had the week from hell recently. Besides locking his keys in his running car (at least it was not in gear, like my mishap) he had enormous continuing plumbing problems. while catching drops of water from backed up plumbing, he realized that the drops hitting the bottom of the pan made a wonderful resonating sound. So, enjoying the moment and getting different sounds from different parts of the pan, he got ceiling water in his eye. Ceiling as the adjective is a euphemism.

But don't let this stop you from enjoying lemonade or pasts at Augusts house. All things must come to pass, and I have been told that what does not kill you makes you stronger.Sure, And crawdad lemonade gives you super strength, Neitzche.