Well Amigos, the saying goes into each life a little rain must fall, but nobody said anything about it falling every day for weeks. Did they?
The song goes though April showers may come your way, they bring the flowers that bloom in May. Nobody said anything about October showers…or floods, did they?
Though October showers may come your way, they bring the mosquitoes, mildew and mud puddles that bloom in November. Heh, heh. My little joke for the soggy morning.
Since The Red Man has been confined to quarters, he has had to entertain himself with his own thoughts which have led to philosophical flashes of brilliant insights. The Red Man’s Theory of Everything is the result of those flashes.
Hm. As in most theories dreamed up by great minds, they are rarely original. Alas, I can’t really claim to have thought up my Theory on my own. As a matter of fact, I draw my inspiration from that other great Philosopher, Granny Selma, when she was in her right mind.
Here’s what she used to say: When it rains, you have to smile more to make your own sunshine.
Now Granny Selma probably meant this in a literal sense, but The Red Man now interprets this both literally and figuratively as his Theory of Everything.
Think about it. There are worse theories floating around out there in cyberspace.
Get me outta here, Percy…time for lunch and a sneak peek at The Weather Channel.