I’ve been trying to start a post about licking glaciers and being your own worst enemy and the warm weather we in southern California have been having . Maybe I’d throw in a little about my recent dreams , some elements of them definitely school-related .
WARNING : DON’T LICK THE GLACIER .
Something, too , about not showing up to a gunfight armed only with a knife .
There has to be a guillotine in there :
You’re right , of course ; it doesn’t make any sense . Maybe if I throw in a 1000 year-old broach :
I wish I could say the broach helped . I don’t think it did , though . An old Scottish chess piece ? :
You take it from here .
A musician ? :
Too late for Queen Victoria , I suppose .
I might need an editor .
I have noticed that nothing I never said ever did me any harm—–Calvin Coolidge