Can’t find the luggage But I can feel it tugging Anchored to the ground It’s rather coincidental when in my Twitter feed a friend of mine posted how his coffee didn’t seem to be working. I’m now close to finishing my normal allotment of coffee and I’m feeling pretty much the same way. I try
It’s always the same Happening time and again Uncomfortable Missed out on the Hump Day Haiku again last week, but I was kind of busy. I was reading up on some plugin releases for WordPress, when I came upon this new one called Anthologize. As its name implies, it’s a plugin for those who wish
Yes, it’s Wednesday–and you know that means; HUMP DAY HAIKU!! I may just have more than one up my sleeve as well. Ignorance is Bliss Frothing mouths a placebo Like Christo-Zombies * * * Infinite Playlist The video virus spreads The eyes are watching * * * I could probably go on, but I’ll refrain.
No one missed it, or no one really cared, however, I DO care. Last week I missed the Hump Day Haiku!! What’s done is done, and there’s nothing I can do to really make up for it. I could write two haikus instead of one–but that doesn’t fit the bill with me. So, I’ll just
The silence over the past couple of days has been for your own benefit. I’ve been fighting off the urge to go on political tirades that have stemmed from more than the farce that was the G20 this past weekend. Instead, I’ll just drop seventeen syllables of a political nature with this weeks Hump Day
I didn’t know what I was going to haiku about today, to start off the feature of Killin’ Time. Creativity came and shook me. five point five it shook, my chair moves out beneath me, the plants waved hello.