Added by
Paul on Aug. 1, 2008
So, I went to a park this week. It's this really nice place with a lighthouse and a lot of beach. The water is only about 5 inches deep a really long ways out, so the seagulls love it. It's quite picturesque, actually.
As I already said, the seagulls flock to the park, I guess it's just kind of their ideal habitat. A unfortunate side affect of abounding seagulls is an abundance of mud... homemade, seagull shit mud.

Up shit creek.
I stood there in the crap, thinking about the obvious parallels inbetween my current physical situation and my life situation.
So I thought awhile, and looked out on the lake.
And I realized that I didn't really have a way out of the shit, at least not in my life. Maybe I should just accept that, and move on with my life, and find beauty everywhere. Even up shit creek.

Paddle not needed.