Man, talk about desperate!
I could have gone into my archives for
a photo, but I just wasn't inclined
to do it. All I've wanted to do is curl up
under my blankies and watch movies,
the more sappy and romantic, the better;
it's cold outside and I can't get warm.
I finally made it out of the house to go to
the store. Of course, I had my little camera with
me, so could record the appearance of
the downspout ogre, its slobber frozen, with
a tiny dribble of ice hanging just so.
I didn't want to risk breaking it off to see
whether it was clinging by a slender filament -
the ogre might have come to life.