Signs of trouble

The vortex is showing signs of destabilization, even in the presence of the protective hat. During a staff meeting this morning, when the hat was clearly visible and undisturbed, power went out several times. This power outage was localized to two rooms, one of which being the one where the Libyan delegate and his cap were located, sitting quietly at the end of the conference table, not drawing any attention. However, each time the lights went out, the Libyan delegate would flee the room, ostensibly to assist in resetting the breaker. This would not be suspicious but for the fact that other people left the room at the same time, for the same purpose, and returned without him. Was he off somewhere, offering appeasements to the trans-dimensional cranial vortex in an effort to save us all? And what does one offer to the vortex in one's head, in an effort to stave off destruction? So many unanswered questions.


The delegate from Vietnam, being blissfully unaware that his entire existence was at stake, made the same joke each time the lights went out—“Uh oh. Who not pay power bill?”