Wednesday, November 23, 2022

Vicarious Venice

 



An old musical pal texted in from Venice, "As a guest of the Biennale I get a chauffeured boat. My driver runs his boat FAST and listens to Italian METAL."




I thought about this for maybe a second and fired back, "Where's my BOAT? Dammit." He replied with another photo.




"Venice. 23:37. Quiet." It's quiet here too in the North Central Texas Exclusion Zone, and a gentle rain falls upon this small farming community. We call it "Skywater." 

But back to Venice, wasn't the place supposed to be underwater by now? Someone's obviously been paying their weather tax. That in mind, more on this Venetian exploit as the story unfolds.

Vicariously,

LSP

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