Words. Fail. Me.

And that doesn't help very often!

However, I have a reader to thank for this sad state of affairs. I opened my email and found this submission . . .



At first I thought, "a limerick, that'll work" and got this far,

There once was a clown they called "Quacky",
Who thought his webbed feet were quite wacky,

blah, blah, blah,
blah, blah, blah,

But, in truth he's just creepy and tacky.

Can you imagine being the lucky kid who has Quacky the Clown show up at his birthday party? Years of therapy later, he only hears the voices on Sunday now . . .

Thanks for the awesome photo! I didn't need deep dreamless sleep tonight!