You are born, you live a little, then you die ( Read more... )

There are a dozen hot air balloons
Floating against the overcast, sunrisen soaked sky of Reno
Above some sort of picturesque valley that is only appreciated by those who have been deprived of the color green their whole life
And it should mean something
It should stir the soul
Lift the spirits much like, well, you know
And yet...
It falls short in ( Read more... )

Getting to her is half of the...

Well it's just half of it. Finding that right combination of anesthesia and patior. The correct balance of a denied reality and that wonderful "beyond" place where ramifications have long ago gone extinct. Getting to her requires glass after glass, or bottle after bottle, meaning that it's a liquid lunch as well as ( Read more... )

Three eighty two ( Read more... )

I *am* 'The Supervisor'.

The department is completely dysfunctional...but hey, all the more stunning it will be when we rise up from the ashes and self destruct in a completely different manner. Now I just have to push someone out, bring someone in and I can make this train wreck completely my own.

Notes:

• When you know someone is waiting at home, ( Read more... )

Word on the 'vine is I'll be getting promoted to a "supervisory" position...I do so feel sorry for my soon-to-be subordinates if this is true.

Open your ears; for which of you will stop     
     The vent of hearing when loud Rumour speaks?     
     I, from the orient to the drooping west,     
     Making the wind my post-horse, still unfold     
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Wow...

That was an intense Memorial Day.

I haven't done that much remembering in quite some time.
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(We interrupt this intensionally vague post with a reading from the Haiku corner)

The Slurpee

cold quick sugar fix
lime air bubble explosion
bloo looks good on you

( The Chickens are coming and I just can't pretend... )

Swimming in shadows
Of forever fall colors
Deep set eyes
Harassed by eyeliner
Too quietly observing
Too suddenly speaking
Is it that bad?
Really?
You were born half a century too soon

This is one of those thing I know I'll regret posting later. I felt a little too smug upon finishing it, which usually means it includes one shakespeare reference and little meaning. So there is that. There is also this, the gallery is open. And that is all I got ( Read more... )