Thursday, March 03, 2016
Stompin' Sean
Wednesday, March 02, 2016
The Electric Kool-Aid Keyboard Jockeys
All was quiet in
Cubicle Row save for
The insistent clacking of fingers on keys
Stomachs rumbling silently
Wordsmiths locked in servitude to their
Silicon masters
Writing poems that don’t scan when they should be chasing stories about power lines
Cubicle Row save for
The insistent clacking of fingers on keys
Stomachs rumbling silently
Wordsmiths locked in servitude to their
Silicon masters
Writing poems that don’t scan when they should be chasing stories about power lines
Tuesday, March 01, 2016
Things I Have Seen Hit Jeff in the Teeth
1) A Frisbee, flung by Susan; shortly after, Ron's arm got friction-burned in a melee involving a Ring-O
2) A heavy white plastic alligator clip, accidentally sprung off a desk and into Jeff's mouth by Earl in 620 SUB
3) A nickel, after bouncing off of desk in 620 SUB - Earl also responsible
Monday, February 29, 2016
Sunday, February 28, 2016
A Chilling Escape
About a month ago, the mini-fridge in my home office stopped working. I only realized it had died because a large chunk of ice fell from the freezer section into the main section, making a loud noise. I opened the door, grabbed the ice and threw it in the sink to melt. There was still a lot of ice left in the freezer; I hadn't defrosted in ages, and a solid block of frozen water nearly filled the freezer compartment to capacity.
Something distracted me and I forgot to take care of the rest of the ice. Naturally, it melted.
Yesterday, my parents and brother came over to help with some household projects, including moving out the old fridge and putting in the new one. My brother opened the door of the old fridge to an overwhelming stench, and discovered that a bucket of old, unused Halloween candy was full of water; the chocolate and nuts had rotted in the mire.
Miraculously, the melting point of the block ice must have been directly above the bucket of candy. The melting water was all collected in the bucket, preventing it from escaping to soil my carpet.
Sylvia and Sean were very annoyed that my forgetfulness and laziness wasn't punished; was, in fact, rewarded by fickle Fate. In my own defence, I had the good grace to be embarrassed.
Something distracted me and I forgot to take care of the rest of the ice. Naturally, it melted.
Yesterday, my parents and brother came over to help with some household projects, including moving out the old fridge and putting in the new one. My brother opened the door of the old fridge to an overwhelming stench, and discovered that a bucket of old, unused Halloween candy was full of water; the chocolate and nuts had rotted in the mire.
Miraculously, the melting point of the block ice must have been directly above the bucket of candy. The melting water was all collected in the bucket, preventing it from escaping to soil my carpet.
Sylvia and Sean were very annoyed that my forgetfulness and laziness wasn't punished; was, in fact, rewarded by fickle Fate. In my own defence, I had the good grace to be embarrassed.
Saturday, February 27, 2016
The Horrible Hat Song
A top hat
A bowler
A fedora and
A rain cap these are
Just some of the many kinds of hats
On your head you may wear a hat
Or you may be having none of that
But in fashion today all the experts say
That wearing a hat is where it's at
So cover your skull with cap
And the world will eat out of your lap!
A bowler
A fedora and
A rain cap these are
Just some of the many kinds of hats
On your head you may wear a hat
Or you may be having none of that
But in fashion today all the experts say
That wearing a hat is where it's at
So cover your skull with cap
And the world will eat out of your lap!
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