// the river’s long term goal is to get up early and bleed into dirt. (one-line haiku)

// she puts her lipstick on with a sharpie marker and then calls it quits. (one-line haiku)

// tryin to write a ‘status’ haiku durin lunch line breaks don’t work well (one-line haiku)

// fell asleep reading the aeneid… woke up to a little kidlinger voice saying, ‘i have to go poop.’

// if a ‘glade’ is an open space surrounding a woods, what’s the opposite (a woods surrounding and open space)?

// no, no, no, britannica. don’t cave to wikipedia (http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/technology/7846986.stm). maintain your scholarly integrity.

// listening to saturday morning jazz while the kidlingers play and i read the recent issue of nyrob.

// *yawn* i think the 9pm café latte is finally wearing off… time to finish reading an essay on the republic of letters.

// conversation during supper included junior high awkwardness and gothic linguistics (old germanic languages not art/pop subculture).

// whatever happened to the great american music hour podcast w/ Jerry Jodice?

// sometimes i enter a song like entering an old friend’s home where i sit down and share coffee and conversation.

// let’s talk about marketing products. let’s talk about products people need & enjoy. let’s talk about consumer evangelists.

// it’s windy. it’s rainy. some might say a bit gloomy. days like these i’d love to curl up on the couch with a good book and cup of coffee.

// nothing goes better when watching rob roy than a black mocha stout from hbc.

// AWRsum! the latest issue of paste and nyrob arrived in the post. can’t wait to start reading.

// does a song every bring back a scent? i’m listening to a song & can small my old roommate’s strawberry biddies.

// ah, i see the weekend approaching… she is beautiful… like a sunrise.

// fell asleep thinking about an essay by david lehman and woke up with ac/dc’s song ‘hells bells’ runnin through my head.