For the last four days I gave been unable to log onto my little site here. While that is annoying enough on its own, I actually had (twice) something to say during those days and that almost never happens. And now I forget what it was. Hopefully it’ll come back to me.
In the meantime…
Haiku!
Summer on the moon.
All the children wear their shorts
And swim in moon lakes.
Some Advice For Any New Mothers Out There:
Don’t buy a bed made out of knives for your baby. It won’t work out well.
One thing that sucks: When you bite into something and it turns out to be crunchy, but you didn’t think it would be. I don’t know, like, ice cream or something. You’re expecting a regular dose of soft serve and suddenly your teeth are crushing something. No, this has not happened to me. I just thought of it for some reason. If it does happen to me soon, this paragraph proves that I am psychic.
Haiku!
Hamburger tango!
Can you not feel the glory?
Today is Friday.
My Internet is running slowly just now. I wonder if twenty thousand doctors are all trying to log onto the Internet at once for medical advice about some sudden epidemic of a disease where people’s hair has nerve endings in it. That would cause Internet slowdown.
Anyway, that’s it until I’m back from the New York.
