Kitty expressed doubts
Regarding my forehead cuts.
I'll give him a pic.
I told you they were small but curious. They're so darn PERFECT and tiny, and yet not one of us can make sense of their appearance. Yet again, I've ended up as an X-File!
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Head Banger?
Mysterious cuts
Have appeared on my forehead.
From what, I do not know.
Seriously. In the middle of rehearsal I realized I had two small, but bleeding, cuts on my forehead, one above the other. I have no idea when or how they came to be.
Have appeared on my forehead.
From what, I do not know.
Seriously. In the middle of rehearsal I realized I had two small, but bleeding, cuts on my forehead, one above the other. I have no idea when or how they came to be.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Mr. Bad Driver!
Please get off the road,
A-6-Zero 2-3-M:
Transport Truck of Death.
In the course of about a 7 minute stretch on the highway, this guy drifted aimlessly into my lane five times and once into the left. Yikes.
A-6-Zero 2-3-M:
Transport Truck of Death.
In the course of about a 7 minute stretch on the highway, this guy drifted aimlessly into my lane five times and once into the left. Yikes.
Monday, January 28, 2008
Vocal Outrage
O scratch in my throat,
'Tis now time for you to leave;
You're not welcome here.
Quite frankly, things are too busy for voice issues and, unfortunately, that means they're also too busy to recover properly. I'll be mute by the time 2010 rolls around, I'm sure.
'Tis now time for you to leave;
You're not welcome here.
Quite frankly, things are too busy for voice issues and, unfortunately, that means they're also too busy to recover properly. I'll be mute by the time 2010 rolls around, I'm sure.
Sunday, January 27, 2008
The Snow Queen v1.0
Finally a draft
Two pages shorter than planned.
Not bad. Let's revise.
Ahhh. I've finally got something to work with and I know that over the next few days, revising will seriously strengthen some of the problem areas. In the end, it's a working draft I'm shooting for, and changes will be made as we go, no doubt. Aaahhh. Now to get the rest of the music arranged...
Two pages shorter than planned.
Not bad. Let's revise.
Ahhh. I've finally got something to work with and I know that over the next few days, revising will seriously strengthen some of the problem areas. In the end, it's a working draft I'm shooting for, and changes will be made as we go, no doubt. Aaahhh. Now to get the rest of the music arranged...
Life Imitating Art
Snowflakes that sparkle
Exactly like the fake snow
I bought at the store.
Seriously. The snow out tonight is so sparkly and flakey that it seems unreal. It reminds me of a time that I was driving to work and the sky and clouds looked so surreal, more like a Maxfield Parrish painting than a real sky at all. Crazy.
Exactly like the fake snow
I bought at the store.
Seriously. The snow out tonight is so sparkly and flakey that it seems unreal. It reminds me of a time that I was driving to work and the sky and clouds looked so surreal, more like a Maxfield Parrish painting than a real sky at all. Crazy.
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Defying Gravity in Oz
Hey, Adebisi,
How DO you keep that hat on
The back of your head?
Seriously. How? No matter what he does, it stays there, perched precariously on his shiny pate.
How DO you keep that hat on
The back of your head?
Seriously. How? No matter what he does, it stays there, perched precariously on his shiny pate.
Friday, January 25, 2008
Early One Evening
Seeing me tonight
Going to bed before ten,
All must not be well.
I'm a complete nighthawk, but here I am, preparing to pack it in. I'm exhausted, rough of voice, and in a perpetual state of sneeze. Yeesh. Give me a break.
Going to bed before ten,
All must not be well.
I'm a complete nighthawk, but here I am, preparing to pack it in. I'm exhausted, rough of voice, and in a perpetual state of sneeze. Yeesh. Give me a break.
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Public Announcement
Folks, I hate forwards.
I hate them in my e-mail,
Likewise on Facebook.
Seriously. Stop sending them to me. I do not read them. I do not forward them. I delete them.
I hate them in my e-mail,
Likewise on Facebook.
Seriously. Stop sending them to me. I do not read them. I do not forward them. I delete them.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Monday, January 21, 2008
Grrr.
Dear Ford Motor Co.,
Your Lion Man commercials
Are NOT amusing.
At all. An embarrassment for all involved.
Your Lion Man commercials
Are NOT amusing.
At all. An embarrassment for all involved.
You-Gee-Ell-Why
Rampant ugliness
Was rightly to be found at
Sarah's and Luke's place.
The latest Ugly Party was held and enjoyed by those in attendance. Although a small group this time around, it was also a nice reunion with former workplace friends. Thanks to Sarah and Luke for hosting!
Was rightly to be found at
Sarah's and Luke's place.
The latest Ugly Party was held and enjoyed by those in attendance. Although a small group this time around, it was also a nice reunion with former workplace friends. Thanks to Sarah and Luke for hosting!
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Hedwig
Why not? I'd do it
If Kevin John McDonald
Wanted to direct.
I watched the movie version for the first time tonight. Kevin used to joke about how much fun it would be to do the show with me and, although it would be a huge step out of my comfort zone, it would be quite an experience. Not one for the parents, needless to say!
If Kevin John McDonald
Wanted to direct.
I watched the movie version for the first time tonight. Kevin used to joke about how much fun it would be to do the show with me and, although it would be a huge step out of my comfort zone, it would be quite an experience. Not one for the parents, needless to say!
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Tattoo
Dear Miss Jordin Sparks:
Read the lyrics for "Tattoo".
Ridiculous-bad.
Seriously. Who writes this crap? "You're on my heart just like a tattoo." 'Cause tattoos on major internal organs are all the rage. What a lame attempt at nifty imagery. Sorry. Doesn't work for me.
Read the lyrics for "Tattoo".
Ridiculous-bad.
Seriously. Who writes this crap? "You're on my heart just like a tattoo." 'Cause tattoos on major internal organs are all the rage. What a lame attempt at nifty imagery. Sorry. Doesn't work for me.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Unregulated
The temperature
To be found at rehearsal:
Unpredictable.
One never seems to know whether we will freeze or sweat to death.
To be found at rehearsal:
Unpredictable.
One never seems to know whether we will freeze or sweat to death.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Beyond the Garden
Writing four pages
May not seem significant;
Tonight, revival.
Aaah! Finally I resolved a script issue and made a few pages of important progress. Thank goodness! Time is a-wasting!
May not seem significant;
Tonight, revival.
Aaah! Finally I resolved a script issue and made a few pages of important progress. Thank goodness! Time is a-wasting!
Monday, January 14, 2008
Weather
O curious day
Of drizzles and wind-blown snow;
Just make up your mind.
Needs no further comment, methinks.
Of drizzles and wind-blown snow;
Just make up your mind.
Needs no further comment, methinks.
Airborne
Side street easterlies,
Deposit not upon my lawn
Your wind-swept refuse.
Once again the garbage day winds have left a multitude of unexpected treasures along the side of my house. Hooray for a corner lot, I suppose.
Deposit not upon my lawn
Your wind-swept refuse.
Once again the garbage day winds have left a multitude of unexpected treasures along the side of my house. Hooray for a corner lot, I suppose.
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Midnight Line
A & P cashier,
Your pace is lethargic, slow,
And painful to watch.
Sweet mother, this woman was moving at a mollassian speed, and it IS January, to boot. Not only was it slow, but with that mind-numbing lack of energy that is hard to be around. It's clear why she works the overnight shift rather than the day.
Your pace is lethargic, slow,
And painful to watch.
Sweet mother, this woman was moving at a mollassian speed, and it IS January, to boot. Not only was it slow, but with that mind-numbing lack of energy that is hard to be around. It's clear why she works the overnight shift rather than the day.
Skates
When it comes to skates,
Who decided to make my
Comfort optional?
"Hey, since we're making winter sporting footwear, why don't we make it out of the hardest, least conforming plastic available?"
Who decided to make my
Comfort optional?
"Hey, since we're making winter sporting footwear, why don't we make it out of the hardest, least conforming plastic available?"
Friday, January 11, 2008
Laundry
Surrounded by walls,
Carefully folded and and fresh;
Cloth replacing stone.
Yes, I've caught up on laundry and it sits all around me in tidy little piles. I don't really feel like taking it upstairs and putting it all away, but having it spread about my living room is, perhaps, less than ideal. Of course, if I just get dressed down here every day, it will soon find its way back into the laundry again, right? Right? (I think I've reached new levels of laziness...)
Carefully folded and and fresh;
Cloth replacing stone.
Yes, I've caught up on laundry and it sits all around me in tidy little piles. I don't really feel like taking it upstairs and putting it all away, but having it spread about my living room is, perhaps, less than ideal. Of course, if I just get dressed down here every day, it will soon find its way back into the laundry again, right? Right? (I think I've reached new levels of laziness...)
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
Warm Winter Days
I don't like winter
But this January warmth
Makes me uneasy.
Not only is it another curiously warm winter snap, but you know we'll probably pay for it in February when some crazy winter storm strikes back.
But this January warmth
Makes me uneasy.
Not only is it another curiously warm winter snap, but you know we'll probably pay for it in February when some crazy winter storm strikes back.
Monday, January 7, 2008
Insomnia
Unable to sleep.
A vexing situation,
For morning comes soon.
Yes, this was posted at nearly one in the morning, when it's back to work tomorrow and the alarm will sound in four and a half hours.
A vexing situation,
For morning comes soon.
Yes, this was posted at nearly one in the morning, when it's back to work tomorrow and the alarm will sound in four and a half hours.
Sunday, January 6, 2008
Celebratory
Happy Birthday, John!
I met you back in '80;
It was a good year.
I think it's reasonably self-explanatory. Happy birthday, Mr. Shannon!
I met you back in '80;
It was a good year.
I think it's reasonably self-explanatory. Happy birthday, Mr. Shannon!
Saturday, January 5, 2008
I Know, But Still...
Traditionally
Haiku references nature.
Not all of these do.
For the purists out there, I thought I'd point it out. I'm well aware. I'm also aware that there is another haiku convention -- the secondary image which adds weight to the first -- which won't always be, and already has not been, followed religiously.
Haiku references nature.
Not all of these do.
For the purists out there, I thought I'd point it out. I'm well aware. I'm also aware that there is another haiku convention -- the secondary image which adds weight to the first -- which won't always be, and already has not been, followed religiously.
Friday, January 4, 2008
Dream Image
Skinless and plaintive,
A half-burned sheep, still alive,
In a dog bed box.
This is actually from a dream I had a couple of days ago, but it was bumped by the squirrel. I'm sure that dream interpreters could have a heyday with the imagery, but I'm not that interested.
A half-burned sheep, still alive,
In a dog bed box.
This is actually from a dream I had a couple of days ago, but it was bumped by the squirrel. I'm sure that dream interpreters could have a heyday with the imagery, but I'm not that interested.
Thursday, January 3, 2008
RIP
Stretched on ice-glazed grass
Frozen little squirrel friend,
Fluffy still in death.
A poor little fellow I passed while walking to the mailbox. No sign of injury, yet sadly no sign of life. Maybe he slipped on the icy sidewalk, as I periodically feared I might do, and fatally bumped his wee squirrel head.
Frozen little squirrel friend,
Fluffy still in death.
A poor little fellow I passed while walking to the mailbox. No sign of injury, yet sadly no sign of life. Maybe he slipped on the icy sidewalk, as I periodically feared I might do, and fatally bumped his wee squirrel head.
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
Season Three on DVD
Laverne and Shirley
Edited for DVD.
Someone tell me why.
Seriously. I want to know why. Anyone? Anyone?
Edited for DVD.
Someone tell me why.
Seriously. I want to know why. Anyone? Anyone?
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
New Year's Haiku
New year's just begun.
Will three hundred sixty-six
Haiku be coming?
That's right, dear reader. If Keltie can make a mask for each day of the year, then SURELY I can write a seventeen-syllable, three line poem for each day. Hopefully I will keep at it and come up with something for each day of 2008.
Will three hundred sixty-six
Haiku be coming?
That's right, dear reader. If Keltie can make a mask for each day of the year, then SURELY I can write a seventeen-syllable, three line poem for each day. Hopefully I will keep at it and come up with something for each day of 2008.
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