Living Without Gravity is Uplifting (3) NightSwimming

There we were sitting on top of Bark chip Mountain and decided we needed to go do a little night swimming.

The fear of getting caught
Of recklessness and water
They cannot see me naked
These things, they go away

It was right there, but Mr. Michael turned and looked at me with wild bedazzled eyes and said to me “ you’re not really good at electricity are you?”

My obvious answer was no, and we started heading down to the stream for a little swimming and then things got weird. Slowly, and surely gravity started to not work again. It looks like I messed up the fuse box big time. I didn’t seem to have the full effect as we weren’t flying up in the air. It was more like floating. It was an easy commute down to the stream because cars and bicycles and even buses, seemed to stay pretty close to the ground.

However, Michael, myself and our dog Luna were having a hard time staying grounded. I wrapped my head on a pine tree when we got distracted along the way. There sat a little bar the locals called the Frontier Tavern. We decided to go in and have ourself a beer.

It was dark, and dour heartfelt music played on the jukebox. It was an old country song about trains and train stations. I liked that song and Michael said he did too. Luna didn’t seem too much care and she walked in, not expecting the owner to say a word.

Which brings me to a joke

I walked up to the bartender and asked her if we can have three beers. She asked us where our partners were. She assumed we were single.

I asked her why she assumed I was single.

She said because you’re ugly.

We really need to get to that swimming hole.

To be Continued-Does Water Float?