Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Your thoughts on the theory of time were exceptionally abstract, dear Pearl. It is at such a display of brilliance that I imagine your brain to have voluminous pleats and folds that mine, alas, does not. My smaller gray matter occupies the inside of my head with just a few darts to ease the fit at the corners. Relatedly, I am quick to feel the cold when my ears are uncovered. The Glee Club sopranos invited me to go skating just this morning. An unseasonably early cold snap had frozen the koi pond in the park. But as my ear muffs are in mothballs until the day after Halloween, I had to decline. I just couldn't risk brain freeze. I hope I didn't hurt their feelings. They are a good natured trio as sopranos go. You still sing lieder, don't you Dear?

I Remain Your Devoted Miss Blue