Appearing recently in small local newsletter, "Cornland Ears."
May is NOT the cruelest month. That stigma is reserved for April, according to T.S. Eliot. Instead, May is that month of potential and undiscovered possibilities. It May. Then again, it May not.
As you might know, the month of May is “Merry, merry” and the cause of being “taken surprise” by “a pair of roguish eyes.” Beware of strolling through the park this month, folks!
If you’re a May Pole, of course, your social calendar is already full. May Poles are all tied up, as of May 1st.
Additionally, May is Fun Gal Infection Awareness month. Know a fun gal? She may have an infection. Just thought you should know.
Hold on. Sorry. There appears to be a typo. I guess it’s “fungal infection” awareness. Nothing worse than a fungus with an infection! So get to a doctor and get checked out today, all of you funguses! Or is that “fungi”? I’m never quite sure. Which reminds me of the story about the mushroom with no social life. “Why can’t I get a date (or even a fig)?” he said. “After all, I’m a fungi!”
Then again, it could be that we humans are supposed to have an awareness of personal fungal infections. Anybody got toadstools growing between their toes? That’s probably a fungus—and it might be infected. Better get it checked out. Or reduce the amount of damp soil and old-growth forest that has accumulated there.
Cornland Ears Interviews A Mayfly
When you think of the month of May, you might think of mayflies. (It does, you know. It’ll be June before you know it!) Naturally, we know that you readers want to know all about this fascinating phenomenon of nature, so we managed to interview one.
CE: We know that mayflies have an extremely abbreviated existence, only living for a few hours. So tell me, what do you do in that short period of time?
[Interview terminated due to the interviewee’s swift demise.]
CE: Um… Well, maybe next year.
see also the Interview with a Wolf-Man, originally in CE