Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Twittering Lunch

--Went out and laid in the sun. Listened, and over or under the sounds of the cars and people, there was a consistent whine of insects buzzing in the heat.

--Decided Wednesday might be Haiku Humpback Day. Here's a haiku a day early.
If you think you can't
breathe, eat, sleep, move, live, love, dream.
Let go. Just do it.

--Firefighters on the corner holding out a boot for Jerry's kids. Wonder if they'll give a percentage to the homeless people whose spot they took.

--My friend decided to name the climb The Gray Matter, in deference to the guy who had originally thought to bolt the line and allowed my friend to do it.

12 comments:

Susan said...

The sun isn't out here. It looks like rain...

Churlita said...

Now I wish that I had tried to lie in the sun on my lunch. I walked around downtown and felt 100 years old looking at all the college students newly in town.

evilesb138 said...

I walked in the sun at my lunch for a bit...got bothered by some moron vagrants, got fed up, and went back to my desk...I did manage to read some blogs at lunch.

NoRegrets said...

Susan, we need rain. Send it here.

Churlita. Aw, come on. How about 80 years old?

Evile-well, at least you got SOME vitamin D.

NoRegrets said...

Susan, we need rain. Send it here.

Churlita. Aw, come on. How about 80 years old?

Evile-well, at least you got SOME vitamin D.

The CEO said...

I was so busy I didn't notice lunch or dinner time. Sorry.

Ariel said...

I like you haiku. How apt!

Tara said...

I like that haiku!

Pretty belated, but you have a cake now for your birthday!

NoRegrets said...

CEO, you gotta take a break sometime!

Ariel and Tara... thanks! And I'll go look at my cake now... :-)

Ami said...

Love the haiku!

As for the firefighters, I always wonder the same thing when I see charities collecting money where the homeless people usually take up their collection.

heather said...

our town is small enough that the firefighters don't have any homeless competition.
never could lay out in the sun. even with a good book. it just feels wrong to me.
haiku i never got the hang of. to formal i think for me. i'll stick with the occasional limerick.

aoc gold said...

The Naughty Boy

There was a naughty boy,

And a naughty boy was he,

He ran away to Scotland

The people for to see

Then he found
That the ground

Was as hard,

That a yard

Was as long,

That a song

Was as merry,

That a cherry

Was as red,

That lead

Was as weighty,

That fourscore

Was as eighty,

That a door

Was as wooden

As in England
So he stood in his shoes

And he wonder'd;

He stood in his shoes

And he wonder'd.

-----by aoc gold