When I finally was able to take a moment for my nightly navel observation, I was shocked to see what appeared to be a strange white powdery residue in and around my navel. I carefully removed a bit of such, put it in a glassine envelope and ran it right over to the FBI lab in Waco. I did think that dark-haired China Springs Cougar fan I met at the sinks in the men's room during the football game looked a bit suspicious and did wonder how he could have bumped into me when there was apparently no reason for having done so. I immediately checked to see if my wallet was still there, and it was, so I just wrote it off as some clumsy guy. Now, I find I have this strange white powdery substance in my navel area. Have I been the victim of a terrorist attack? Has someone placed anthrax on my person? Well, the report finally came back from the FBI lab: powdered sugar. Stupid me! I was eating some Mrs. Baird's powdered donuts while I was taking my shirt off. I guess I had some powdered sugar on my fingers when I unbuttoned those bottom buttons. Thankfully, I will live. I am thinking I will just leave the rest of the substance until tomorrow. It seems to be not doing any harm to my navel and just in case some angel comes to kiss my navel tonight, I will have left a bit of sugar to make that a more pleasant experience.* With such vision, I end tonight's report.
*Actually, this story was entirely made up for your enjoyment.
Posted by notGeorge at September 5, 2003 11:34 PMWhat a sweet story.....
Posted by: Susie at September 6, 2003 09:26 AM