20 seconds to get it together. There was no preparation for this event. It was not a spasmodic overture that tumbled out of the mouth. It was poetry, an art form even. One did not need papyrus for it. It was not as simple as a game of tic-tac-toe. Fighting off a polar bear might be just as difficult. Some have come to splurge, and for others it will be the bitter end. An antiquity lost and gained. When the parade passes by the stone wall up to the auction block I go. A glass of milk in one hand, a bill of lading in the other, I start the opening bid.
I don’t think I am quite up to the challenge this week. Too many birthdays and events. Still. I hope you all enjoy.