Or, Bad Joke #49?Even without a surfboard, I always duck-dive.
A viable strategy, yes? Time-tested and true? Using bad jokes to shake the blues?
I'm not quite sure why, but I've been duck-diving wave after wave after wave in my mind today.
The pool-session didn't shake it, work hasn't shaken it, so I'll try with the humor that's not quite funny. And then I'll try some more work. And swim more, further, beyond the reach of the blues tomorrow. That's the plan, anyway.
What did the mermaid say to the mollusk? Oh, you've heard that one?
Well, what's a duck worth? (About a hen-weigh, I always say.)
