Holy...

I pride myself on having a mind that can come up with some truely bizarre ideas. I think thoughts and dream dreams that hurt other peoples heads sometimes for the shear starngeness. I appreciate absurdities as if they were fine art.

But I have just had a day that has me chuckling, shaking my head, sitting in awed silence, and occasionally blurting out things like "What the F...", "How?", "Seriously?".

No newspaper reporter would believe the story, and twilightzone editors would scratch their heads unable to do anything with it.

It's the sort of thing that if it were in print you'd turn the page upside down because you are certain the right way just doesn't make sense.

I just... I...

Take care of yourselves,
Roving Jack