Cleft in Twain

Posted on February 13, 2007 in Routine Strange

A cup of hot cocoa felt like the right thing. On my second helping, I heated the water in a pyrex measuring cup and chased three tablespoons of powder into the same dark blue glass gimme mug from Storage USA. I stirred, lifted the cup to my lips, and gasped in surprise as it cleaved right down the middle. Cocoa splattered all over the floor and onto my pants. Fortuitously, the loose half of the cup fell on an open cutting board. I mopped up the mess with paper towels and kept a poison watch on Boadicea who got a few drops in her fur.

I did get my hot cocoa using the remaining hot water. When Lynn came home, I showed her the strange relic.