DIG MY UMBRELLAE. Hey, Wally. DO NOT CALL ME THAT. LOOK HOW FESTIVE I AM. They’re fetching. I AM THE SONG OF THE LARK. I AM THE CLOUDLESS SUMMER DAY. I AM GLORIOUS. Did you say “umbrellae?” NO. No? I INTONED IT. What’s the difference? CONNOTATION. PLEASE DO NOT PRETEND TO BE LESS INTELLIGENT THAN … Continue reading Cluster