Week's end

and what a week it was

It is really not my intention to post once a fortnight. Really, I'd much rather post about 17 times a day, if not more.

It sucks being a growd up. All these real life demands on my time.....with the myriad of current events going on out there, jebeezus, it's a wonder I'm sane at all.

Anyway, life is good over all, and I'm pleased in the "macro" sense; there are (as always) some "mirco" issues that need to be addressed. Like I said, it sucks being a growd up.

It has not been my practice to post my silly little attempts at (very) bad poetry here; in the past I used BlogSmogGarage as a venue for such frivolity. Alas, BSG is no more, so here you can see my tasteless rhyme in all it's shining stupidity:

Yo quiero Taco Bell

This morning, as I sat a'working
something ominous below was lurking
I felt my bowels begin to swell
Yo quiero Taco Bell

Off I went, with bowels a'chumming
to the room with all the plumbing
It's Occupied! Fookin' Hell!
Yo quiero Taco Bell

Down the hall I went, a'pinching
gastric sensations causing wincing
Out.Of.My.Way. I had to yell
Yo quiero Taco Bell

The door has closed, the seat is lined
at last I sit alone, enshrined
Gagging from death's awful smell
Yo quiero Taco Bell

I shant detail what happened there
sitting on the porcelain chair
Cursing the crispy taco shell
Yo quiero Taco Bell

The deed is done, I've wiped my france
tuck in the shirt, zip up the pants
'Tis not a tale I'm proud to tell
Yo quiero Taco Bell

Heed my advice, you midnight snackers
eat an apple, eat some crackers
You must avoid that poisoned well
Yo quiero Taco Bell

The morning's past, it's time for lunch
copious quantities are required to munch
I'm in the mood for.....Cozumel!
Yo quiero Taco Bell