Jenny walked out of the elevator toward her office, with Winston beside her. He seemed to lag a bit behind, and didn’t respond to her continuing conversation about tasks at hand. “You ok?”, she asked as she peered behind herself. “Yea… just noticed that they put down a new rug in front of the elevator”, …
#69 Elevator Etiquette
Ed stepped onto the elevator as usual, with a long line of people behind him. After the long day of going up countless stairs, he was happy taking the extra few minutes to ride the elevator up and down. Being able-bodied, however, made him vow to be as courteous as possible. He immediately pressed the …
#68 Distractible Boy
Warren Zevon was Excitable Boy It made him quite the star, How I wish I was Distractible Boy It might make me happier by far! You see I agonize, debate, and think much too much on end If I could switch off my mind’s timer Some sanity it might lend. But I do not have …
#67 Beer
The first time it tastes of bad bread The third time it tastes stale instead The fifth time it tastes anew Subsequent times is when it gets you! [SSDay]
#66 Similarities
A listing of things that share common traits: Space and doughnuts: Both have holes that are devoid of the goodness around them. An itch and the devil: Scratch out often describes the desired goal of their opponents. Quixote & Marlon Brando: Well known Dons Cords and Caffeine: They both give power Fingers and Con artists: …
#65 Dragging Danielle
Danielle’s mother pulled her along, across the side street toward the shops. Today they’d be shopping and spending time together, Danielle being only 3, the world was still a big place with much to explore, and not enough time to do it, straining against her mother’s pull. 3 years goes by, and Danielle’s mother pulls …
#64 When I’m Sixty Four
Cliche to say True To me When I’m Sixty Four Meaningless this all will be. Research reports and I believe Happiness is manufactured We all hold our key. Today evolves Tomorrow, we’ll see I can’t miss the life Given generously to me. [SSDay]
#63 Limerick
There once was a writer named Jon Whose limericks caused one to yawn The rejection stung like heat Causing him to retreat And now his daft rhymes are all but gone! [SSDay]
#62 Return to Normalcy
The beans are soaking, plans for the week no more complex days of exceptions are gone, days of comfortable regularity ahead The bag is packed, tools suitable for 95% of the life lived days of special additions are far ahead of the wayward commuter The alarm is set, the same time it usually wakes it’s …
#61 Cheating
The author sat there amazed at the very thought he had as he decided to write today’s part of a larger whole. “I’ve been cheating the last few days – I must put something substantial together today!” It was second nature to think like this, in terms of effort put in. Despite the author’s knowledge …