The rain is coming down in Friday Harbor. Hopefully, it doesn't dampen the spirit of of those attending the C-Brat gathering here this weekend.
Looking at the raindrops falling, I tried to count them... impossible. They keep splishin' and splashin' all over the place. The other day when I was working on replacing the onboard charger, I got a visit from the Curse Fairy. Seriously, who knew there was a Curse Fairy??
I was deep into fighting wires through a conduit, fiberglass scraping my arms. Seems that I may have let out a curse word or two. POOF! The Curse Fairy appeared and said, "Naughty boy, you need to watch your language."
I didn't recognize the voice, knew it wasn't the Blonde, and I may have told that tiny voice where to stuff her suggestion.
She then said, "Mother Nature is a dear friend of mine. For every curse word you utter, a drop of rain will fall."
I may have told her what she could do, and perhaps might have referenced the horse she rode in on.
So, for any C-Brat who might be reading this and attending the gathering at Friday Harbor - do not blame Barry or his "sun dance" for this.
I figure we'll put on our #$%&#@ rain gear and just have a grand ol' time.
Oops!
;-)
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