Lets not forget the "leaning againstthewallinthesittingpositionarmsoutandloaded" feat of strength. Or the "whosgoingtogetuptomakecoffee" feat of strength. "The fool tries everything, meets his dangers first hand, and thereby what I'm sure is genuine prudence. That is something Homer appears to have seen, Despite his blindness"
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pic by Knack-- one of my all-time fave pics of me and one of my all-time fave curmudgeons.
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Lets not forget the "leaning againstthewallinthesittingpositionarmsoutandloaded" feat of strength. Or the "whosgoingtogetuptomakecoffee" feat of strength.
"The fool tries everything, meets his dangers first hand, and thereby what I'm sure is genuine prudence. That is something Homer appears to have seen, Despite his blindness"
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Wearing water wings
as the flood rolls in.
A staring contest
with the mid-day sun.
Running my races
with laces undone.
Amidst the beauty
of a wide blue sky.
I'll think of something
as the ground grows near.
Flap my arms, falling
through the stratosphere.
Wonderous abyss
the depths becon me.
Cold emerald green
ocean glistening.
Don't beg for a breath
the fish aren't listening.
Get a hole in one
as the lightening strikes.
Finding four leaf clovers
next to stolen bikes.
this poem deserves a post.
this post deserves a giggle.
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