Caught Daydreaming

Sitting alone, at my
workstation, I began
to ponder the difficulties
of making a submarine
out of a whale.

Duct tape, a boat motor
and plastic wrap, of some
kind, will be needed.

I’d figured out how to do it
in about thirty minutes. I also
knew where to round up
the necessary materials.

Hell, most of them were
readily available in
my neighbor’s garage.

The only problem was
locating a large enough
whale for myself,
a small crew and still
have room for essential
equipment and supplies.

The nearest live whale was
one thousand miles away and
probably heavily guarded by
minimally paid and trained

people with bored guns.