Well, I am in Nacogdoches, Texas having traveled only about 150 miles today. Left Rivendell about 11:15, so it was already hot and humid. It only got hotter and more humid. I was wet with perspiration even on the bike. I wish, however, to report that Pat's idea about the Camelback is brilliant. I will admit when I am wrong. Used it for the first time today, and it made a big difference. I drained it in 130 miles. I am the only motorcycler I've seen using one. Put a Harley emblem on the thing and they'd sell like hot cakes. Not sure I actually know how hot cakes sell, but I understand it must be fast. Otherwise the idiom makes no sense. (One of you will tell me it is a metaphor, I just know it.)
I am back on the wagon after eating too well at Pete and Linda's. I can't afford to gain weight. See?
Pete and Linda's patio. I was worshipping the TV while their son-in-law grilled most superbly. Peter took the shot on his phone. I think his phone makes me look fat. Do you think his phone makes me look fat? Do phones come with "Look Fat" settings so wives and friends can make fun of you? They must.
Easy trip to Shreveport tomorrow.
If it sells like hotcakes then it is no metaphor but a simile; howsomever, being either of those does not preclude it serving as another device, including an idiom. Forty-four years of teaching English and this is what I'm reduced to? Regardless your linguistic flare/flair delights as you spin imagery and allusion with aplomb. Ya shoulda been a troubedor, my friend.
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