And how does the sun even fit in the sky?

[sovay]

City-walking with derspatchel did not pan out since I am still limping like an elegiac couplet, but we did get dinner together at Bronwyn in Union Square, where they serve chilled borscht with sour cream and counterintuitive but successful cubes of watermelon, and walk (slowly) back under an apocalyptic sky of thunderheads at sunset, complete with cloud-to-cloud lightning and the kind of livid glare usually seen only in nineteenth-century paintings of the wrath of God. I am incredibly disappointed at the subsequent lack of hurled thunderbolts. If nothing else, it would have helped with the humidity.

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[lilysea]

an apocalyptic sky of thunderheads at sunset, complete with cloud-to-cloud lightning and the kind of livid glare usually seen only in nineteenth-century paintings of the wrath of God.

Lovely turn of phrase! ^_^

[choco_frosh]

since I am still limping like an elegiac couplet

< g >. But I am sorry to hear that, especially as I am in a similar situation, and missing the notorious Waffle Run in consequence.

I am incredibly disappointed at the subsequent lack of hurled thunderbolts. If nothing else, it would have helped with the humidity.

Some got hurled between clouds, I think. And there was apparently a microburst somewhere in West Cambridge. But yeah, I wish it would rain.

[ladymondegreen.livejournal.com]

Hooray for borscht and watermelon. Boo for limping. Have you ever had dehydrated watermelon?

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

Like an elegiac couplet is a way that only you could limp! I hope soon you'll be galloping anapestically once again. (Glad you got to share a good meal, though--and we had burnished gold pre-storm clouds)

[ladymondegreen.livejournal.com]

Ironically, I indirectly work for the woman who produced the cartoon, so I think about the Tick pretty regularly, since she has a bust of him in her office.

The main point of dehydrated watermelon is that it's basically candy. It's all the concentrated flavor of watermelon in a crystallized structure, reminiscent of fruit leather, until you put it in your mouth and then it's a dissolving lattice of intense concentrated summer picnics and county fairs, minus the on-a-stick treats.

I admit, it seems like an unlikely food, but given that I had about five seconds between "this exists" and my friend orawnzva putting some in my hand so I could try it, I was a quasi instant convert.