Posts Tagged ‘good times’

It’s always a daunting task starting a new journal; all that virgin white space,
the absence of anything resembling a word or thought, and the cackling cynic inside me all trying to sway me towards more menial things like cutting my lawn (which needs to be done, btw) or re-grouting the tile in the bathroom.
This soft [...]

Cahoon’s Haiku

Posted: 17th October 2007 by ~m in Birthdays, Family, Friends, Life, Truth, hero
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Bighearted wiseass
Complaining ’bout the hollow
Still can’t find the key
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Happy Birthday, you pooftah-loving bastard. {10.18.07}
And a thousand more.
Somebody has to take care of the garden and water the plants, right?
Not too much water now. I know you have a tendency to over water, or so I’ve heard
{and yeah, McDonald sucked. But the air guitar was [...]