When I asked my brilliant granddaughter how to frame my water string stories for Ebb and Flow, she said, "Humor!" immediately.
I am not known for my humor. I have quite a bizarre sense of humor, I'll admit, and tend towards the obtuse, which is about two turns of a Möbius strip past obscure. Yet I still persist in believing that there are more of us freaks with odd senses of humor than is generally supposed, and so I venture this joke I just read in "The Electric Radish:"