Well, it’s Easter Weekend, so should I give a historical conversation from the Easter scene, or should we have a look at Moses rather, in the Passover? Nope, in view of the weather I think I’ll record a conversation from further back:
Mrs N – Look at all the rain, dear!
N – We could only take two of them.
Mrs N – No, I mean it’s pouring down in buckets!
N – We’d look pretty darned silly if it didn’t, wouldn’t we?
Mrs N – Hey, the dinosaurs are both males!
N – Oops.
Mrs N – How come we get to have four pairs of humans?
N – We’re management.
Mrs N – Did you remember the special mastodon diet? They’re picky eaters.
N – Oops.
Mrs N – So, the highest mountains will be covered?
N – Right.
Mrs N – How many cubits above sea level will that be?
N – It’ll be below sea level by that time, stupid.
Mrs N – Well, the highest mountain on earth is said to be 17 163.5 cubits. If you cruise at that altitude, you’ll need very warm clothing and probably some spare oxygen.
N – Nonsense. We float, so we’ll stay at sea level. So the climate will remain the same.
Mrs N – But all the mountains are going to be covered by fifteen cubits?
N – Right.
Mrs N – Won’t that take much more water than you find in all the oceans put together?
N – I suppose it must.
Mrs N – So where does it come from? And where will it dry out to?
N – Oh, for heavens sake, woman! Use your head! It will come out of clouds, and someone will pull a plug or something for it to drain.
Mrs N – Into the earth?
N – No, onto the moon! What do you think?
Mrs N – Won’t that put the fires out deep underground?
N – That would be a good thing. These volcanoes cause a lot of trouble in some parts.
Mrs N – Did you put in some cots and toys and things?
N – What for?
Mrs N – If we’re going to be stuck on this thing for a cruise of a year or so, and it’s going to rain nonstop for forty days making sun tanning on the deck not an option, what are the humans likely to do for amusement?
N – Oh, go and pump out the bilges!
Mrs N – We aren’t quite afloat yet, so what could be leaking?
N – A couple of useless dinosaurs, amongst hundreds of other things.
Mrs N – Go and clean them out yourself. I’m not losing any sleep over this, even if you are.
(Dedicated to Arkenaton, – Ark – in whose style it is written.)
Have a happy weekend!
© April 2011 Colonialist (Letterdash/WordPress) Pic – Wikipedia, Edward Hicks.