05 October 2011

Rhyme nor Reason: Juggle

Just when I think I have things under control and all the circus balls are airborne and I've reached a point of perfect equilibrium.....
something comes along from way over in far left field and makes my smoke-and-mirrors world crumble not unlike the topping on a baked apple pastry....only far less tasty.

If I only had those shorts.

3 comments:

Tom Stephenson said...

The shorts are the easy bit. Not dropping your balls into other people's drinks or food is the hard bit. Stick to the shorts, why don't you?

Hollywood forever, Kevin said...

I love your metaphors and your shorts.

W.E. said...

Definitely sticking to the shorts and not planning to drop any balls Tom and Kevin!