Last Thoughts

Emboldened by that which is,
i come now, into now,
and with little understanding,
i seek my own end, The End.

Arr Me Matey

Oh give a ship upon the sea,
the salty air, aye for me.
Give a T1, to surf the net,
aye for a sword and a net.
To be a pirate, hardy and free
aye, a pirates life for me!

La Da Dee Da Da

There was this song in the late 80's, and i have no clue what it's name was, but that was part of the chorus, i think...

Ever have that happen?
Boy, that can be frustrating!

I Am A Ding A Ling

Every year i go banging,
on these blasted bells,
sometimes i wonder,
if I'm in a Chinese hell;
what, with all the ringing
that stays in my ears,
i wonder if i won't hear
it down through the years!

And yet, i think of the children,
the homeless that i've helped,
and i can't help feeling
a little proud of myself.
I think of the presents
kids never would have had,
and the tears i've seen streaming
from a mom or a dad.

Maybe it's a little silly,
but, i've made my choice.
I will serve the Salvation Army,
work hard, and rejoice.
And when i'm cold and tired,
i'll remember just one thing,
The fruits of my labors
make me glad I am a ding a ling!

posting

Was meandering through the blogsphere and i noticed that many blogs are not being updated terribly often. Same goes for my one wordpress i started over 3 years ago.

But i wonder, if you have the blog, and the ability to monetize it AND build friendships, wtf would you NOT do so?!

I mean, heck, i could sit here and twiddle my b(shirt!) all i want, but if i'm not Creating something or at least learning something, why did i do anything at all?

You know what would be totally f(*ding) cool? A mobile/intelligent phone friendly blog that people actually have fun reading!

hmmm, i better do some research, huh?

Ode to a food drop

Left over vegetables,
meat, close to date;
day old bread,
dressings, second rate.
Some rotten fruit,
some beat up sweets,
this is your idea
of feeding people on the street?

Maybe if your charities,
actually were getting funds,
instead of ANOTHER golf course
or a million gadget cellphones:
Maybe, if you just tried,
to keep the jobs here, see?
Maybe I'd believe your church,
or take your faith seriously.

As for me? I'll be silent,
remain in my firesides.
I'll seek my justice with God
and to keep my own tides.
I'll look for the best in man,
the noble, the Godly too.
I'll pay attention to hope,
and continue to ignore you.

Celebration

this is it                                                            freedom
an Epiphany                                                     from
a celebration                                                    tyranny
a beginning                                                      done
a winning                                                         frowning
chance at                                                        sinning
all of that                                                         responsibility
joy we can be                                                 acceptance.
this is the way the world begins, world begins,
this is the way the world begins....
With a choice, a smile, and hard work!

Ode to a chicken sandwhich! written 11-17-10 at noon

Oh sweet chicken breast,
oven roasted, by my own hand!
Delicate, light, delicious;
fairest boob in the land!
On kaiser roll, toasted,
bereft of fat, or salt,
with spicy brown mustard,
and romaine as the default!
Definitely exquisite,
in your simplicity!
Oh how you make lunch,
simple for the kids and me!

Random Moment

Phartknockers!

Just kidding.

Actually, considering i was contemplating the value of Allen Ginsbergs works, no, i wasn't!
:)

New poem! Irrational Fun!

Irrational Fun!

If common sense were common,
or so i'd like to say,
people might actually be happy,
and chase the blues away.
If people paid attention,
perhaps they would find,
sometimes it's FUN to be uncertain,
or go plainly out of your mind!