Mothers of River city I promise you this is as close as you will ever come to pornography on my website and it isn't. In fact I think it's kind of cute.

I woke up this morning about 4:00 AM. The promised rain had ended and the birds had not yet begun their morning symphony. One small, lone frog was testing his voice with only me to hear it. I thought about that for a while and what I came up with was this. Spring Peeper is a silly name for a frog but it's a great name for an exotic dancer.

I went back to bed satisfied that I had solved all the world's more difficult problems.