Probablynottrue Stories

Midnight Chatter The clock turns past the 12 yet again. Another Midnight seen and survived. I should probably be in bed, but am again suffering from one of the many side effects of too much caffeine - the inability to lay down and rest (As well as the slight nausea that tells me I shouldn't make yet another coffee). It doesn't help that the weather outside is muggy and preparing for a thunderstorm. I'll be happy when we have the lightning and thunder raging outside, but the days before are always horrible. Too hot. Impossible to get to sleep. And I can't find my book. I doubt that's an actual consequence of the weather or the coming thunderstorm. It would be pretty strange if Thor came through to prepare the storm and started nicking random books to read while he waited for it. I've never really thought Thor would have been much of a reader either. I might be wrong, he might take a guilty pleasure in wandering through the works of Voltaire or Nietzsche when he has some spare time in between lightning bolts. Unless maybe it was another Thundergod who is a reader... I'm trying to think of a Thundergod who might fit into that category. I can't offhand. I know Zeus threw the lightning bolts, (or Jupiter if you want to be Roman) but you don't really think of him as a Thundergod. That's more his sideline when he's not out cheating on Hera or ruling over the other Gods. He gets a bit bored, he wants to kill something, let's throw a lightning bolt. Yay!!! Anyway, I began writing to this and I had a purpose. Unfortunately, I got sidetracked into looking at a clock face and completely forgot what I was going to write about. It was fairly interesting though. Something to do with apples. Purple ones.