Wednesday, July 19, 2006

An Enourmous Ping-Pong Ball

It's my kind of weather: drizzling, cool and quiet. The sky is so uniformly grey, it looks as though the world were encased in an enourmous Ping-Pong Ball.

Everyone else I know doesn't really care for this kind of weather. Not everyone can be correct, like me.

1 comment:

Big J said...

very poetic. . . wait, not really.