God, I hate the opening line. But we had to use it today.
I hope I didn't mangle it too badly.
It was a dark and stormy night. Lightning was striking everywhere but Dr. Frankenstein's lightning rods.Transylvania Edison kept refusing to run industrial-grade capacity to his castle, so it was lightning or nuclear.
Sure, Dr. Frankenstein was mad, but he wasn't crazy. Lightning it was.
And without lightning tonight, his creature couldn't come to life.
He called the rod manufacturer's tech support line when the phones went dead.
That's right. Lightning had struck the telephone pole.
Not even a dial tone.
He shrugged, hooked up the creature to the phone line, and that's when lightning hit the rods.
Go figure.
"He's mad, but he's not crazy" is one of my favorite phrases to use when describing a madman in denial.
