The other day I saw something really strange go under my drawbridge. It looked like a sailboat mast, only… there was no sailboat beneath the mast. Maybe a really, REALLY tall periscope? An optical illusion? I’m just going to have to accept the fact that I’ll never know the end of that story. And maybe I need to get more sleep. Or update my eyeglass prescription. Or perhaps, like Scrooge, I was digesting a bit of underdone potato.
And then a friend sent me a link to a website about Willatuk, Seattle’s equivalent of the Loch Ness Monster. (That website has since gone dark.) Jeez, glad I didn’t know about that before I went kayaking a few weeks ago. I’d have been rather creeped out.



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