so what’s up, said breadroll, and, nothing, said sponge. a pause.
that’s good, said sponge, tonight it will have rained all day and we will have spent another day; it is all nicely arranged for us.
yeah well, said breadroll, we are privileged, but what about the others.
we give something to charity, said sponge, so nothing’s up as i said.
it is raining, said sponge, raining rain. i thought that would be something different to say about the rain. but there is room for improvement, certainly.
a different shade of grey over there, said breadroll and pointed. ove there. they took a long time to examine the other shade with no conclusion.
maybe other drops, said sponge.
it is raining, said sponge, that’s a surprise.
it is, said breadroll, isn’t it.
the rain keeps coming, said sponge.
yes, said breadroll.
it rained. small drops, with tactical gusts.
20 July, 2007 