“Well… that vent where I went
Was a sort of funnel
That led me down into
A frightful black tunnel.
The traffic down there
Was a mess, I must say,
With billions of birds
Going all the wrong way.
They bumped me with bikes
And they banged me with dishes.
I ran into ladders,
Beds, bottles and fishes.
I skidded on garbage.
I fell in a horn.
Troubles! I wished
I had never been born!”
Source: I Had Trouble in Getting to Solla Sollew by Dr. Seuss
Photo: Stuck in Customs
Jennifer Marie Donahue 
Love this. And it reminds me that I wrote a term paper about Dr. Seuss when I was in high school. All I can recall learning right now is that he didn't like children.
But I hope things are okay on your end. (Or should I say tunnel? Hope not!)
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This is what I get for trying to be enigmatic. Things are okay, I just found the tunnel to be a nice analogy to the whole querying business 🙂
What is so funny about your Dr. Seuss info, is that I too wrote an essay about him. All I really remember was that he was dishonorably discharged from the army.
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