Sleep? We don't need no stinkin' sleep
Aug. 23rd, 2006 09:38 pmLate summer has brought the whirring song of the cicada, classic subject of haiku and harbinger of insomnia. I am hoping that the mother ship will soon return and take the alien spawn away. Maybe I should mow a crop circle in the front yard to guide it to my house. For those of you who have never lain awake at 2 in the morning listening to their racket, clicky for cicadas.
In case anyone was sleeping last night, an eerie howling resounded through my neighborhood at about 1:00 am. I am still not certain what it was. Coyote? Possible. Drunken teen-aged boy with an amazing vocal range? Also possible. Werewolf? You never know...
In case anyone was sleeping last night, an eerie howling resounded through my neighborhood at about 1:00 am. I am still not certain what it was. Coyote? Possible. Drunken teen-aged boy with an amazing vocal range? Also possible. Werewolf? You never know...