WINTER, CLOUDS AND DUST

Winter walks into a bar and the bartender asks, "What will it be?"

Winter says, "I'll have a Climate Change, please."

"Hot or cold?" asks the bartender.

"Surprise me," says Winter.

A cloud walks into a bar and the bartender says, "I thought I said, 'Send in the clowns.'  What will it be?"

The cloud says, "I haven't the foggiest."

"You gotta order something," says the bartender.

"Okay," says the cloud, "I'll have a Climate Change."

"Hot or cold?" asks the bartender.

"I haven't the foggiest," says the cloud.

Some dust walks into a bar and the bartender says,"Achooo!"

The dust says, "You gotta keep away from Climate Change.  It's affecting your health, and I'm leaving now because I don't want you affecting my health."

 

A NEAR DEATH EXPERIENCE?

I went to bed wondering, "Whatever became of me?"   Asking myself such questions helps me to fall asleep.  Some other questions I have asked myself before falling asleep are, "Am I a pigment of my imagination?"  "Do ideas come from the same place as dust?"  "Should I buy green bananas on December 20, 2012?"

Sometime during the night, I awoke to find my myself out of my body travelling down a dark, mysterious tunnel.  I was moving towards this glorious, loving Light at the tunnel's end.   The Light was bright, but not blinding.   Its unconditional love encompassed me even though I was still in the tunnel.

Suddenly, I decided to turn around and go back to my body.  I had forgotten my wallet.