Violence!

Violence begets violence. Think about it. I know this is true because “begets” is a funny word. Next time you want to do violence, think about that.

I overslept today. Why do I keep doing that on days when I intend to do things? Is my subconscious trying to prevent me from accomplishing anything? Or is YOUR subconcious doing that. I ought to pound you all. Then violence you.

But I should be able to donate blood again, and I’m going to drop into the clinic tomorrow to set up the appointment and stuff. That may help cheer me up.

Rubber Jimmy

Well, I suppose I was wrong in stating I would write something today. But I’ll see what I can do about that tomorrow. But here’s something:

Rubber Jimmy was not a real guy. He was fictional. And he certainly wasn’t Rubber. But he was still called Rubber Jimmy. At some point, he picked up the name, and it stuck. That’s the story of Rubber Jimmy.

And then Winter happened.

It was raining when I woke up, but then it turned to snow. The kind of snow that stays on the ground for more than a day. I do not be approvin’.

Haiku!

Too many Walrus!
Here, there, ev’ry place: Walrus!
Yes, I hate them all.

Tomorrow, I try to write something for a change. That’ll be neat.