It's mid morning at the Marina, the sky on this crisp fall day is
a crystal blue and the turquoise water gently laps against a mastless
boat which is the habitat of a bilateral invertebrate annelid otherwise
known as "Worm" We are currently camped out expectantly awaiting his
arrival because today is the day we are hoping to catch the bilateral invertebrate as he conducts his weekly hygiene regimen. It is a very
rare occurrence, which is why it is so highly anticipated. Finally, after
hours of waiting, we notice movement, timid at first, then with a bang,
the hatch opens and Worm, still inebriated from the night before,
crawls out. With ruffled hair, red rimmed eyes and drooping shoulders,
he slowly makes his way to the garden hose. We lean forward intrigued,
as he roots around in the grass for some dirty bit of bar soap left
behind weeks ago. Finally, he spies a piece and with hose in hand, he
begins to lather up. Note the distinctive way the Worm rubs first his
crotch then his butt, using a rough up and down scowering method.
Followed by using the same soap to wash his hair and then the shorts he
is currently wearing. He seems to be less effective in cleaning the
shorts, as he has grown bored and distracted, he has after all the
attention span of a worm... he gives himself a quick rinse off and with a
dog like shake, a smiling worm saunters off ... ready to start his day.
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