Yesterday was indeed an emotional roller coaster for the many people around the globe and across many time zones who zoomed in and stayed up late to watch the show down and curtain falls of one nasty election campaign with one sorry designated survivor.
Survival being the name of the game, we too had our share of uncalled-for excitement. Our beloved Norsky only narrowly escaping a frontal and fatal eclipse.
I had just returned from work and was standing outside the house in the cold in wait for Aerial to show up. But instead of Aerial, I heard Norsky wailing loudly from the opposite side of the road. He was patently way too immersed in his own project to stop and check whether the road was vacant before he set off to cross it. It sure shit wasni.
One car immediately appeared from the left side of the road so that Norsky had to change pace from trotting leisurely to cantering only to find himself in front of yet another car coming from right to left. Luckily, the driver slowed down a bit, letting Norsky complete his rescue manoeuvre unscathed. But what a goddamn close call it was!
After I recovered from this shocking incident, I gave Norsky a presidential lecture about how to be street and sealed it with a big hug. Norsky was pretty much oblivious to both. You can't but adore his sense of entitlement to the road and corrupted manners in general. May he get at least four more years in office. Amen.
Amen from us too
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