The ant
in the band
had a plan
to meet his fan,
Stan,
in the sand.
But that ant
never made it passed the plant
where I happened to stand.
So Stan,
you just can’t,
can’t
meet as planned.
Sorry ant.
My condolences Stan.
© 2014 ck’s days
silly
Seriously Reader’s Digest?
There is a little monthly publication my parents have subscribed to for years. A little golden nugget that has been revered as the end all of answers. It was referenced and quoted in my household since before I can remember. The little book? The Reader’s Digest. The source of many a quirky solution to a plethora of problems. I do have a crude nickname for it but I’ll refrain from sharing it. For now. Continue reading
Communication between Buzzards
The Trouble with Washing Cars
The color was white
but the winter has been hard
even for the cars.
“You need to wash it,”
they said to me more than once
“It is a white car.”
At last, I listened
and I paid ten whole dollars
to wash the car clean.
The very next day
it rained and snowed and rained more
on my so clean car.
That is not the end,
as I drove home on wet roads
scowling the whole ride
a dirty mean rock
left a chip in my windshield.
Bleeping-bleep rock chip.
Yes, this is a drought
(sigh) so I should be thankful
for all the moisture.
And am I grateful?
I have no pleasant comment –
ask me later, k?
© 2014 ck’s days
Some days…
So, how would you pour this detergent?
By the handle and risk the mess?
Or awkwardly to use the easy (not so easy in this case) spout?
What’s on PBS tonight?
I never used to watch PBS. In fact, I made fun of people who watched public programming. Sort of. I mocked them by mocking myself. I’ve even described people by saying things like, “She’s PBS and I’m E!. We will never be friends.”
I’d like to point out it’s been years since I’ve watched anything on E!. This confession has nothing to do with this post, I just want to put it out there.
Awkward
Your story sounds familiar…
My co-worker seriously started a story like this the other day:
“My cousin Vinny…”
“Wait, wait, wait,” I rudely interrupted. “You have a cousin named Vinny?” She nodded her head and continued her story.
Later, a group of us discussed our high school teachers and how we only remember the naughty ones. You know, the ones that did something memorably bad.
The Perfect Snack
Looks like I need another cookie
I have a perfect snack, you see,
a snack in right in front of me.
Some milk and a homemade cookie.
A cookie made deliciously.
Don’t drink the milk speedily
keep it even as can be.
It can get a little tricky
to finish them jointly
my milk and yummy cookie.
© 2013 ck’s days
How many can you eat? I can eat 12.
I wanted a snack. Preferably a sweet treat. This is odd for me, I rarely crave anything sweet. But every once in awhile I do. Sometimes, not very often, I even get a hankering for chocolate. But this night, I just wanted to satisfy my sweet tooth.
The problem: I don’t stock up on goodies because I don’t eat them fast enough.
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