MY DEMENTED DIARY

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A Walk Through the
Valley of the Shadow

Today we celebrate the birthday of John Gielgud, born in 1904. He was an actor back in Merrye Olde (well, sorta olde) Englande.

Yesterday the preacher, in his sermon, told us that the Quantum Theory proves that watching somebody bothers them. Well, er, ah, I'm not sure it's exactly what the Quantum Theory proves, but hey, preacher, it's your sermon, you can tell it anyhow you like!

In the afternoon, one plot of carrots into Gordon the Garden.

Last night I dreamed that there's a new religion in town, and their edifice is a two-storey log cabin with a gap between logs at the second floor. Their church service consists of mixing vast quantities of pancake batter up on the second storey and letting the batter flow out the gap between the logs.

Actually, that makes about as much sense as most religions.

Oh by the way, I made a minor addition to my ritual for worshiping Zorb the Sacred Crocodile. I added the congregational recitation of the psalm. A church service is not complete without reciting the psalm.

And for today, the Wondrous Weather Website is promising us a good one as soon as it quits raining.

Happy Monday!

OrneryPest