in which i express my thanks to the poet who allows me to keep my head raised high while i write rhymes about my lunch and snacks

Ogden Nash we owe you mightly
For your verse compacted tightly

(What I'm struggling with omitting
Is a rhyme that's not quite fitting

Still if you had lived this time of blight
i'm sure you'd rhyme the slang ai-ight)

Lunch, redux

O Trader Joe's Green Burrito
So tasty hot, a little spicy
I've said before that you were neato
(And you'd go nicely with some iced tea)

(O Ogden Nash I owe you largely
for your rhyming of the ord'nry
I think this lunch would suit you smartly
tasty and it's alimentary)

Two great new posts from Christine Kane

Truth be told, I could probably link to Christine's blog every damn time she posts because the whole thing is just one right on thing after the other. But these last two spoke a specific shazam into my being and so I share in case you need a specific kind of shazam, too.

• Letting Go of the Cycle of Depletion
  I'm at a stage right now where I cognitively know I am afraid of "disappearing" when I accomplish my goals. By disappearing I really mean shaking the very foundation of everything I've built my life on. Those things you complain about? Sometimes those things are really cozy. They prop you up and remind you of Who You Are. What will you be if you don't have them anymore?
• You Don't Have to Know How
  Imagine if your GPS responded with all doubts and boo hoos when you entered your destination.