saturday morning thunderstorm

I've got a penguin on my head.

Everyone can see it but no one wants to mention a thing. They give a glance and make a comment about current trends of the fashion of hats but ignore the squawking monstrosity with fish breath upon my head.

I saw a television program about orcas that ride a surging wave towards a shoreline filled with penguins. In a single bite they can snatch up two or three of them.

Maybe I should stand on that beach and see if an orca can take care of this guy for me and welcome the side-effects of the orca's bad aim.