Fifteen minutes past midnight, I find Catherine and my wife chatting while they watch a movie in the living room. Subject is not around. A quick inquiry reveals that he has retired for the night.
Springing up the stairs and to the guest bedroom, I gently knock on his door. Forget the ghosts in the garden. Upon seeing me, his expressions make me feel as if even I am one!
Pressing my finger to my lips, I make spooky eye signals and drag him down. As soon as I hand him 14 incense sticks, I noticeably feel his legs buckle down.
"Can you walk the rounds with me today?" Subject desperately quacks, making a hoarse sound.
"The sole reason that I have let you in," I look at him as I light his incense, "is due to my health and weakness. If I could do this myself, I would never bother you."
"But," I raise my voice in excitement, "I will walk with you today. If only to greet them, since they declared their presence to you last night."
Subject's expressions light up. And rightly so. For the last thing we want, is to scare him off.
I take extra precautions to walk close to the walls and in the darkness; as I see that lights in Mr. Chan's house (opposite our house), are on. If by any chance he recognizes Bert with incense sticks; going round and round, I have no problems. But two gweilos and one with a drum would be a tad too much, and might even freak him out.
I add a bit of drama and stop near different trees in random rounds. Every now and then, probing like a scanner, I gesture for us to move on.
All of a sudden, during the 9th round, Bert stops near "Chi Tin Chiu" (Chinese Chili) plant and whispers in my ear, "did you see that?"
In fact, I did not see anything. Not in front, behind, on the sides, above, below, near or for that matter in the remaining 9 dimensions of this universe. Nonetheless, I hiss, "yes! They like to hang around pungent plants."
Grabbing the incense sticks from his hand, I make a circle of smoke over the chili plant. Handing the incense sticks back to him, I resume beating the Buddhist drum. “Tuk, tuk, tuk,” we walk along.
Subject walks, rather runs like an athlete, for the remaining 5 rounds. Without saying “good night,” he darts past even Catherine and probably hides under the sheets until kingdom come!
Free entertainment my friend, is the best source of fun.
Cheers!
Note: Contraceptive pills administered - 10. Methylene Blue - tomorrow. Link opens in new window.
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