christmas is over
I am very sleepy
can I go home now

I need this job but
golly I would rather be
doing something else.

What? playing poker
Turns out there is not alot
of money in that.

Well not yet but soon
will be cashing when I play
then want something else

she is overwhelmed
what can I do to help her
catch her when she falls

Not sure that I can
ah well I do what I can
with that which I have

I write small haiku
I should get back to work, now
be well my good friend

we are not spam mail
buy our cheap viagra pills
we will not cheat you


we are not spam mail
when enough people buy it
our cheap stock will rise


we are not spam mail
Microsoft will give money
If you forward email

OK so my wife went down to vote a bit later and she said the signage was much improved. Not sure whether I just missed it the first time or my call to the city clerks office helped.

Right. I'm a tad annoyed. I just went to vote in Portland, ME and the place that I vote didn't have a highly visible vote here sign in front of it. Highly visible means I could see it with nice park here to vote signs. Let me tell you that is not what I need first thing in the morning before coffee. I want to drive down and see that the voting place hasn't changed. They tend to change locations every couple of years. What's up with that.

On that note, I didn't update the voting page on my skartdesigns.com so some of those places are out of date fortunately there is a link to a form that will allow people to confirm their voting place and precinct based on their address.

she is gone from us
count the days til her return
when she returns, joy

Then again maybe the infinite monkeys just hit something write.

Is graffiti art? Is spam literature? Maybe. I just finished reading the blurb that got some piece of spam through my filter and while it was mostly just random sentences there sure seemed to be some sense to it. Maybe I'm just looking for a pattern.

stone chair hurts my butt
standing hurts more than the chair
the chair is not stone

the chair is not stone
it sure does feel like it though
whiny whiny me

Whiny whiny me
I have a job that pays bills
yet not satisfied

I want more but what
the family is healthy
Still want more than that

Still want more that
If you don't know what you want
You do not want it

sweat sit in the shade
stop moving for a moment
does not really help

My hair is a fright
children see it and run off
brushes are for wimps

short little poems
borrowing a format but
not following form

autumn air breathe
the air refreshes our lungs
breathe again my friend

I wanna do it
at least it is on her list
dislike the word no


she is busy now
she might get around to it
is an after thought


fffff
yfbwn
bmnsc

cards on the table
leaves in early autumn grass
win all their money

i play texas holdem
hard way to easy living
it is in my sleep

dream of catching cards
they come to me as though called
i am able to fold

wistful she cannot
I cannot help her problem
why is she alone


she squeals as he pumps
she begs him please do not stop
she cries more more more

I watch and listen
o why can't I be with them
it's never for me

orange veggies yum
dark rich chocolate hurts me
eat them together

dark rich chocolate
shoulder aches as I eat it
and yet I eat more

might as well face it
you are addicted to it
Oh, it hurts so good

carrots on the shelf
I like them they are tasty
no the taste gets old

I may have said this before but I think it's really odd that bloggers dictionary doesn't include the word blog... or bloggers

embarrassing things

OK I just read Colleen Stone's blog this particular entry talked about embarrassing things she's done. It brought back a memory from college.

I was walking through the student union and I noticed a friend of mine sitting talking to some other friends of mine. Because I do this sometimes, I walked over and kissed her on the back of the neck, then on the back of the head, then on the crown of her head, and then I leaned over and gently kissed her on the nose.

Then I said to her, "you're not the person I thought you were." I'd never seen her before in my life.

Turns out I wasn't the person she thought I was either.

After they stopped laughing my friends introduced us. We both enjoyed playing spades, had similar tastes in friends and thought the incident was rather amusing. So it worked out.

I've been working for MESDA lately. It's a good gig. I don't get to put my card in the fish bowl for prizes at the NETpm's but other than that things are copasetic.

I just put the MESDA library online at LibraryThing.com. You can see the books on hand for members at http://www.librarything.com/catalog/MESDA The LibraryThing is worth checking out so go do it.

sit still blocks move past
type now slowly then faster
sit still blocks move past

the screen glows blue now
no not that blue I'm past that
it is xp blue


chocolate calls me
a luscious brown siren song
resist it resist


tie her to my mast
it longs to be touched again
it needs attention

you'd think she'd want it
maybe she does just not mine
wtf

fffff
that is what I have to say
fffff

oh she's to busy
she has no time for that now
byte me byte me hard

maybe i should ask
oh yeah that will help... Not
not now I'm busy

two swans that are twins
they glide gently past my eyes
oh come back come back


hidden under green
and yet I can still see them
they are close and far


imagine softness
they are not to be touched
by me anyway


could it be i can
probably not they would run
they would not be here


oh come back come back
they glide gently past my eyes
two swans that are twins

falling down I sleep
I sleep and now I struggle
when will I wake up


I am awake now
and yet I still want to sleep
I should get to bed


the keyboard sounds off
thud thud thwack thud thud thwack thud
it does not help me


think therefore I am
when I thinks I falls asleep
not right now I don't


I want to sleep now
I should get to bed sooner
I should be awake


people are here now
people should not see me sleep
that would not be good