Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Friday, May 20, 2011
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Tinto Figuero
I'm drinking wine and working
What comes next? Who goes where?
Freddie tells them he's got warrants
out on the beach, but we won't go into that
The source of all this information is Freddie
The source of
The rapture, this coming Saturday--
Wait, I won't be here. Can we weschedule
I mean reschedule
If you show me a photopack I'll say
She looked better with her clothes on
Without the gravel in her teeth
Without the mulch in her hair
What comes next? Who goes where?
Freddie tells them he's got warrants
out on the beach, but we won't go into that
The source of all this information is Freddie
The source of
The rapture, this coming Saturday--
Wait, I won't be here. Can we weschedule
I mean reschedule
If you show me a photopack I'll say
She looked better with her clothes on
Without the gravel in her teeth
Without the mulch in her hair
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Seasoned
It's Wild Kingdom season at The Keranens'. Elimae doesn't know what to do with the snake in the back yard, except bark at it. The green frogs are slightly more entertaining (and everywhere.) The robins, who have been teasing Sylvia ever since they arrived this spring, have decided to build their nest outside my bedroom window in the catalpa tree, above Sylvia's kiddie swimming pool. I have a feeling this is going to end badly. There will be an intervention needed at some point, I imagine . I need to stock up on super soaker squirt guns. Maybe I can install a little squirt gun turret in my window and surreptitiously soak the stalkers of robin fledglings. Maybe I need to put some little robin life preservers on the side of the pool. I don't know how I'm going to get any work done, but I'd like two or three more seasons of May.
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