they'd hung these balloons over a room at a house party.
a part of me hoped that someone had filled them with laughing
gas which slowly leaked out over the course of the evening filling
the rooms with chemical induced laughter and bliss. it didn't
happen.
another part of me wondered what it'd be like to be a
leprechaun trapped inside those balloons. sure it'd be awesome at
first, even just being a leprechaun would be pretty cool. after a
while though you'd realize you're trapped (unless you're a Boy
Scout leprechaun and brought your magic swiss army knife with
you). after a while it'd dawn on you that you're trapped and
forced to watch a party you can't participate in (shortly
thereafter you'd notice you have no bathroom, and that will really
suck). anyway, this definitely didn't happen.
finally i also thought, ableit briefly, whether any of the
oxygen molecules in the balloons had passed through the lungs of
Lewis Carol. that probably didn't happen either.
apparently not much happened last night.
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