Archive for April, 2006

I recently wrote this little diddy as the latest installment of a Suel between myself and a fellow poeteer.

For those of you in Washington, D.C., a Suel is a duel faught with Dr. Seuss-like lyrics.

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This morning I ran across an 18 month-old discussion about PETA, and it got me thinking.

One afternoon, many many moons ago, my parents took my sister and I to the Ringling Brothers Barnum and Bailey Circus at the local events arena. I was fairly young at the time, so it’s entirely possible that my older brother was along for the ride this time — who knows. At any rate, there we all were. My father, ever the angry bastard, had bared his teeth through the entire process of finding a legal parking space, and then suddenly we were marching up the street to get our tickets and see the show.

We’d just crossed the street. . .

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I’m not dead.

I haven’t been ill.

I’m not particularly depressed.

The government didn’t abduct me.

Sometimes I run out of time and energy, and have to pick things to take a hiatus from.  This time, my nut-scratching post was on the list.