Monday, August 14, 2017

Surfer On The Drift

From today:


I'd swung the hammer. Something far away but with an eye on this world had supplied it.  It was like a video game, your character entering some enchanted spot and earning bonus lives or food or information.  I'd earned a hammer.  I now possessed a hammer instilled with cosmic oomph.  Or to borrow the version of a certain swear word that swept Ashton Elementary back in 3rd grade, one royal mommyhumper of a hammer. 

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