We have not seen the kind of excitement we had from Art’s
visits this past week for several centuries, and we’re tired. Yes, in case you’re
wondering if immortals ever get tired – they do.
But don’t get us wrong, they also snap back pretty fast.
Just look at Wolverine. Athos is so fired up about how Art has helped us reach
out to the wide world outside our sheltered park that pretty much all he quacks
about is how he is going to write a blog series on the Middle East crisis.
When we ask him if he thinks maybe he’s biting off more than
he can chew, he just swims away, waddles up onto the bank, and puts his head
under his wing. That’s how we sleep, yes, but it’s also how we immortal ducks
access all the centuries of memories we’ve stored up. When he does that, he’s gathering
his thoughts on what he wants to say.
But it’s going to take a while. So consider us to be on what Texans around here would call a nice, lawwwwng summer vacation. Besides, Athos
can’t really get his thoughts down on the computer without Art’s help, and Art
is planning some summer vacation travel in June and July.
Like I twittered earlier today, it was a hot one here in our
park, and Art kept cool in his home office working on some big HP
announcements that are coming later in the summer.
But his lady took a brisk walk around the pond around midday
and caught us sleeping under a bench, looking for all the world like common,
ordinary ducks. We were miffed at first, but after hearing a rebroadcast on
iTunes of a great sermon on humility by Bob Swan (naturally one of our favorite
preachers), we decided to go ahead and post the image above that she captured. She uses
Dropbox and gave us the account password.
But when Art came by later as it cooled off toward evening,
we unanimously agreed that we needed an offsetting image where we would pose as
immortally as we could.
Considering Athos’ resolve to write the next blog series
after our summer break, we let him take top billing in this much more
flattering image.
Anyway, hope you mortals all get a little summer time off
too. We’ll be excited to get back to you, but please don’t expect it to be real
soon. We overheard Art’s lady say something to him about “getting a life” and
not just talking to ducks about bluebirds.
It seems they might be getting a lot of relatives visiting
in the fall, and she would like him to do important stuff like move some plants
to different places in the yard and clean out something called a garage – apparently
a little side house that they fill up with so much stuff they don’t need that
they can barely shelter their vehicles in it.
Mortals are so strange about hoarding things. They just don’t
get it that there’s no point in worrying about tomorrow. If we did that… whoa,
I don’t even want to think about it.
Well, have a chivalrous break, and try to be one for all… y’all.
We’ll see you when we see you.
Oh yeah, for sporadic minor updates you can follow me,
Porthos, on Tweeter at @muskaduck02, where I quack a little nonsense now and
then that’s suitable to that unfavored social medium. Who the heck can say
anything worthwhile in 140 characters?
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