09 February 2006

My Wicked Past Unfolded

You know how sometimes clouds or shadows or other shapes look like a face or a horsie or a machine gun or something?

This morning I was lying in bed watching the leaves of the peppermint tree being blown around. "Ooh," I thought of one particular, recurring formation, "That looks like Jesus."*

Then I thought, "No. Wait. It's Bill Bryson."



*How the hell would I know what Jesus looks like anyway?? You know, I just have to go on Frank Pash's paintings.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

As long as it didn't look like Mohammed?