There is a mosquito bite on my instep and a zit on the agonizing edge of my lower lip.
Since things reputedly come in threes, I am keeping an eye out for another painful eruption. A boil or blister or even botfly would not be out of the question, but there’s a slim chance that a heretofore unsuspected volcano will erupt from the backyard vortex, spewing ash everywhere, a squirrel Pompeii to be unearthed by future rodent archaeologists, who will be astounded and titillated by the scenes of squirrely decadence so discovered.
Hey, it could happen…
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