Fifteen minutes til launch time

This is going to hurt, it is going to smell and I might possibly die from any number of hazards. I could get hit by a truck on the way there, I might die of fright during the process, my molecules could decide to abandon me forever and my consciousness will float momentarily free in space before dissipating into a stranger's cup of coffee, a giant set of police horse lungs and the jet stream of a passing aeroplane.

Comments

Anonymous said…
This is all very intriguing, but I hope that whatever the stupid thing is you will remember to be Careful.
cath said…
Dale, what the hell did you do? I'm actually getting a little worried here...
DS said…
Ha ha! Helicopters, Tex Perkins, broken glass, wine, a tank, four pairs of socks and three goths. These may or may not be things connected with what I am up to.