Rain and Plastic

Originally posted September 28, 2005

So a few days ago we were at Wal-Mart and it was raining really hard. We were leaving to go to the car when we saw a bunch of people running with plastic bags over their heads to keep from getting wet. I give the human race another hundred years. Maybe.

Red and Blue

Originally posted on September 20, 2005

I was writing a poem today, and I realized something. Roses may be red, but violets are not blue. They are violet. Purple. This is an ineffective standard for poetry.

Of course, as soon as you go there, you have to realize that there’s not a lot that makes sense in the children’s rhyme genre. I don’t know what a pocket of posy is, what a Yankee doodle is, or why you would “pop” a weasel or otherwise put it anywhere near a monkey.

Deep thoughts.

Web Log

Wanting to get back into writing regularly, I’ve switched over to a WordPress blog. Of course, if you’re reading this, you’re probably attentive enough to notice that yourself, so I’m not sure why I wasted that sentence.

Even though I know it’s unnecessary, I’m reposting some old entries, just so I have everything in one place.

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