Archive - Sep 9, 2006

To the border and back

Today, I was due to speak in Williams, up near Lake of the Woods. It took three hours to get there, and I waltzed into the church where I was to speak on fruits just a couple of minutes before I was due to talk. I explained that I might be a little lispy since my tongue is still feeling the effects of yesterday's wasp sting.

Wasp got your tongue?

Got mine.

I was sipping coffee outside the gas station this afternoon in Fertile when, apparently, a wasp crawled into my coffee between sips. When I put the cup up to my mouth for the next sip, I got a wasp in my mouth. To defend itself, it stunk the side of my tongue.