August 25th, 2008

Arriving In the Wrong Story

There are days I swear that I've flown into the small town wearing the big red S on my chest and when I announce that the dam is about to break and destroy the town, but that I'm here to save them, all I hear in response is, "That old dam! It's fine. Been here all my life, it'll be here after I die. Go save someone who needs saving."

Could get wet shortly...