I am not a robot
But sometimes I wish I were.
I wouldn’t need to sleep
Or shave my facial fur.
Told my doc I had insomnia,
The worst I’d ever had!
He said don’t lose any sleep over it,
It doesn’t sound that bad.
Mathematicians sometimes speak
Of 4-D Euclidean space
But nowhere in Euclid’s Greek
Can we actually find any mention
Or diagrammatic trace
Of figures in four dimensions.
My good deed for the week: told young family with luggage where
They could find the elevator to the Blue Line so they could get to O’Hare.
Chicago summers are too short.
I’m suing to lengthen them in court.
Can it be done? Let me count the ways…
August will now have 32 days!
The orchestra has the numbers
To generate the thunder,
But defiance is exciting
So the soloist brings the lightning.
There's an article today in the Wall Street Journal about violent crime having spiked in rural America — during "the pandemic". Which makes sense to me. Suicides were up. Drug overdoses were up. I knew about those. Those are already forms of doing violence to yourself, in my book. So to me it's intuitive that violence in general would climb.
I put "the pandemic" in quotes because it wasn't just the disease, it was the response to it, including the overhyping and the lockdowns, that hurt people emotionally and spiritually.
I think a lot of people's brains
Lost control under the strain.
If you make lots of keyboard errors,
You may have to face the reality
That you have inherited
A Type O personality!
Gravel full of glittering broken glass,
Seems like it should be pretty in its way,
But somehow my eyes would rather take a pass -
I prefer looking at gravel that’s dull and gray.
If there were eight days a week
What would we call the new day?
And would it be for working
Or would it be for play?
What began as a ten minute adventure
For two wacky augmented cats,
Became more stand-alone episodes
About their outer space spats,
And that was welded together
In a stunning story arc
To create the Kitties Saga:
Funny, and light, and dark.