Thursday, November 22, 2012

Get my Poetry Books for Free Thanksgiving Weekend

From Thanksgiving until Monday, November 26, All my poetry books are free on Amazon. They are three small collects of inner strife and madness. I love that I still have them to share. Two of them are from my High School and Post High School day and one from National Poetry Writing Month in April. Please feel free to down load and please be kind enough to review. Thank You!


I have a Thanksgiving Potluck at work today. I told everyone I was bringing Acorns. They were very interested and curious what it was I was bringing. It's a mini Nutter Butter stuck to a Chocolate Kiss with a mini morsel on the top. Creamy peanut butter makes for great mortar. I think everyone will enjoy these tasty treats.
Potluck is over and everyone loved them. They were amazed by my unique treat. 

Saturday, November 17, 2012

Ignore me and the camera

I think many of the photos I take of Mace, he is doing something that occupies his time, playing a game, reading, eating. That sort of thing. I think he is a handsome boy. But of course I do. He's mine. I don't know what he was doing here or where it was taken but there was a chair in the lower right corner. I took it out and gave it a gaussian blur. Here it is.

Sunday, November 11, 2012

She wanted Ice Cream

Abby wanted ice cream and so I took her to A&W because they are selling floats of any size for $2. We got the biggins naturally. We wondered why they would give you the option of size. Who would want a smaller size. We figured it must be for small children or desperate people with a dairy condition. We both are lactose intolerant but that does not stop us from eating ice cream. It just forces us to expel the offending meal the only way nature allows.

Friday, November 2, 2012

Me and my Mustache

My mustache grew in the womb of my lip. My own life blood fed and nourished what will be a mighty swatch of machismo. But it, my mustache, has yet to emerge. Its time has yet to come but it will and it will be glorious. If my mustache were an amp, it would be going to eleven. If it were a hot chick, it would be Pamela Anderson circa 1984. If my mustache were a movie, it would be Star Trek 2: Wrath of Khan. Yes, my mustache will be that bad ass. Just wait.

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