Which is scarier:
Elections, economy,
Or trick or treaters?
Friday, October 31, 2008
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Paris Hilton's New BFF
Reality shows . . .
Does Paris need a new friend?
It's kinda stupid.
Don't get me wrong . . . I watch the show, but I still think it's kind of pathetic in a way. But if they integrate into the Hilton lifestyle, then more power to them, I guess. Not something I would want to do . . . they have to make total ding dongs of themselves.
Does Paris need a new friend?
It's kinda stupid.
Don't get me wrong . . . I watch the show, but I still think it's kind of pathetic in a way. But if they integrate into the Hilton lifestyle, then more power to them, I guess. Not something I would want to do . . . they have to make total ding dongs of themselves.
Labels:
daily,
haiku,
paris hilton,
poem,
poetry,
reality tv
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Monday, October 27, 2008
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Don Draper
Strong, slinking panther
Mysterious and striking
Prowling the jungle
I LOVE Mad Men on AMC. This haiku is dedicated to that beast of a man, Don Draper . . . a complex, gorgeous character. I hope this show is picked up for season 3!
Mysterious and striking
Prowling the jungle
I LOVE Mad Men on AMC. This haiku is dedicated to that beast of a man, Don Draper . . . a complex, gorgeous character. I hope this show is picked up for season 3!
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Friday, October 24, 2008
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Dog . . . Woman's Best Friend
Gazing, gentle eyes
A furry, wonderful face
Dog . . . woman's best friend
A furry, wonderful face
Dog . . . woman's best friend
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Lunch Hour in the Park
Serene, lunch-time hour . . .
Shaded by trees. Cooled by breeze.
Birds serenade me.
Shaded by trees. Cooled by breeze.
Birds serenade me.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Monday, October 20, 2008
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Friday, October 17, 2008
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Observing Client Behavior During a Price Increase Call
Snorting and barking
Like an animal in pain
Client price increase
Ha ha - it wasn't that bad. It's always tough to take an increase - even when the client totally understands why.
Like an animal in pain
Client price increase
Ha ha - it wasn't that bad. It's always tough to take an increase - even when the client totally understands why.
Monday, October 13, 2008
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Friday, October 10, 2008
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Thank You, Volunteers
Thank you, volunteers!
Community good-doers.
You spread such kindness!
I am a Relay For Life Event Chair, and I am so thankful for all the great folks who are on my Relay Committee!
Community good-doers.
You spread such kindness!
I am a Relay For Life Event Chair, and I am so thankful for all the great folks who are on my Relay Committee!
Labels:
american cancer society,
daily,
haiku,
relay for life,
volunteerism,
volunteers
Monday, October 6, 2008
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Muscadine Memories
With one taste I had
the muscadine memories . . .
A childhood long gone.
Have you ever had a memory brought back to you by a taste or a smell? Yesterday my sister and I saw muscadines and scuppernogs (types of grapes in grown in the Southeastern US), and we decided to buy them. We used to eat them when we would visit our grandparents' houses. They grew in our yard when we lived in Villa Rica, Georgia, tool.
I popped one in my mouth and bit down. The rush of juices and fruity flesh bowled me over. I felt like I was eight again and sitting on the swing at my great grandmother's house waiting for Guy, my great grandfather, to go pick flowers with me in their garden. It was the most powerful, wonderful, achingly sad sensation I have had in a long time.
the muscadine memories . . .
A childhood long gone.
Have you ever had a memory brought back to you by a taste or a smell? Yesterday my sister and I saw muscadines and scuppernogs (types of grapes in grown in the Southeastern US), and we decided to buy them. We used to eat them when we would visit our grandparents' houses. They grew in our yard when we lived in Villa Rica, Georgia, tool.
I popped one in my mouth and bit down. The rush of juices and fruity flesh bowled me over. I felt like I was eight again and sitting on the swing at my great grandmother's house waiting for Guy, my great grandfather, to go pick flowers with me in their garden. It was the most powerful, wonderful, achingly sad sensation I have had in a long time.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Birthday Dinner
Birthday dinner night
Smiling faces, yummy food
Better than a gift
My sister and father have birthdays within days of one another, so we had a birthday dinner tonight for them. It was nice.
Smiling faces, yummy food
Better than a gift
My sister and father have birthdays within days of one another, so we had a birthday dinner tonight for them. It was nice.
Friday, October 3, 2008
I Registered to Vote
I am official.
I finally registered!
Let's all vote this year.
I finally registered!
Let's all vote this year.
Labels:
daily,
election 2008,
haiku,
poem,
poetry,
voter,
voting registration
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Dedicated to Shawn's Broken Foot
Running in flip flops
Across a gravel-strewn road.
Ouch! He broke his foot.
My friend, Shawn, broke his foot this very way this past weekend.
Across a gravel-strewn road.
Ouch! He broke his foot.
My friend, Shawn, broke his foot this very way this past weekend.
Labels:
broken bone,
daily,
flip flops,
foot,
haiku,
poem,
poetry
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
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