Archive for Month: February, 2008
Thursday Thirteen XXVI: Acrostic Times
Thinking about what I want to do for my thirteen, late on a Wednesday night.
How can I top last week’s funny thirteen?
Uncertainty comes over me as I begin to brainstorm ideas.
Right about now there isn’t much of a storm in my brain, as
Sleep will soon be upon me.
The day almost over, another soon to begin.
How on earth does it go by so quickly?
I really don’t have that answer, but the more I ask it the faster the days drip down life’s proverbial drain.
Relax and take it as it comes; what’s the sense in worrying?
To much worry will get [you] nothing,
Everyone knows this to be true.
Enjoy the now; that’s the most and best that I can do!
Never will it be mine again.
It’s That Time Again…
Mikey: “Why is this cheese cake out?”
Mama: “What cheese cake?”
Mikey: “This one, here!”
Mama: “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Mikey: “There’s a cheese cake out and Mama’s gonna eat it all!”
Papa: “No, she’s not the only one eating it. I’ll keep an eye on her. She won’t eat all of it.”
Mama: “Ugh. I am not a hog, I don’t eat evvvvvvvverything…”
Benny: “Yes, you do!”
Mama: “Ugh. I’m going to run away. I’m gonna take my Davey, and I’m gonna just run away. You guys are mean.”
Benny: “That was MY idea. I wanted to run away. You stole it!”
{{uproarious laughter}}
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Alas, no one is running away and I’m still gonna hog out on some chocolate cheese cake tonight, yo!
Project 365 (189/365)
Another unsettling element in modern art is that common symptom of immaturity, the dread of doing what has been done before.
–Edith Wharton
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