Saturday, December 20, 2008

Blue

Blue

by Jimmy

Blue is the taste of stick of pepper-mint gum,
it is the sight of a magnificent waterfall in the middle of nowhere,
it sounds of running tap water in an almost over flooded sink,
it feels of the combination of embarrassment and relief of falling in a shallow creek on a hot dry hike with your friends.
Blue is the smell of the earth after a long undying storm,
Blue is the combination of ice and boiling water,
it tastes of a Popsicle with fake lemon-like flavoring,
it sounds like a bird's awkward but beautiful song at the crack of dawn.


My son's poem for 5th grade. I wanted to cry blue the first time I read it. Now I share it with you.

Thursday, December 18, 2008

The First Lady of Star Trek,' dies in LA

*sob*

Hates Christmases...


Barmy asked. I answered. I want to run off of a cliff (a very high one) while my hair is on fire. Can you hear the screams now? That's how I feel every time I hear this thing. I like Run, but HATE this damn reproduced sound thingy.

Dear Santa

Dear Santa,

I've been a very good boy this year, and all I want for Christmas is this. Thank you for being of service.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Wiccan Full Moon Ritual



There is a whole channel on YouTube