going going gone

it was early this morning. and my first clue should have been the fact that the water pressure in my own shower was almost non-existent. but stubbornly i insisted on giving the shower in the girls' bathroom a try. it was just down the hallway. big mistake.

when i first stepped into the decidedly more sanitary ladies' bathtub and turned the handle, the water pressure certainly seemed decent enough. not strong, not even steady, but adequate for the job at hand. i did notice, however, that the temperature was a little cool for my tastes but hey, i was merely a guest in another's facilities. that and the fact that i never, ever look a gift horse in the mouth.

so in i jumped in order to initiate my daily routine of lather, rinse and repeat. but about three minutes into the procedure, i couldn't help but notice the water pressure beginning to wane. at the same time, the water temperature was moving from cool to icy in a hurry. unfortunately for yours truly, i was right in the middle of a lather cycle. in other words, i was still covered in soapsuds from head to toe just as the well had begun to run dry. in a panic (lather?) i immediately summoned my wife to the bathroom in order to enlist her services as a makeshift personal assistant. naturally i was desperate to rid my frame of irish spring-inspired froth before it was too late. luckily for me, the bathroom sink was still dispensing liquid gold, if only barely. accordingly my spouse, ever the quick thinker, began filling a miniature plastic drinking cup with H2O. then she handed me the half-full container which i hurriedly poured over the still-foamy portions of my anatomy. but the pail was essentially a tiny goblet while the target was a lanky ectomorph. so it was gonna take more than a few rounds of fill up and rinse before this boy was free of aloe vera. it was a classic race against time. but just as the ladies' room sink dripped to a halt, i finally managed to rid myself of the last traces of greenish-blue bubbles coating my exterior. the battle had been waged. victory was mine. it was time to towel off.

"when things go wrong don't go with them.” - elvis presley

ok, so it's not exactly tuesday