February 27, 2011
Rain, A Walk, and an Update
Just a cracked piece of tape.
A tree. Yeah.
A car tire.
Rain that is really shimmery and is really cool and looks like snow on my balcony! It's awesome!
Another pic of the rain.
Darn forgot the update. :P
February 22, 2011
Isn't it funny?
A post I originally intended to be essay format, but now it's a poem.
Isn't it funny?
Isn't it funny
The peculiar way
Your dad's fancy printing
Matches the one on the card?
Isn't it funny
That the butcher wasn't the murderer
As he claims he was getting
The Sunday mail?
Isn't it funny
That the new shoes you bought
Have the flag of China
Imprinted in their soles?
But no, they weren't made in China!
And no, of course mail comes on Sundays, you dimwit!
Oh, and in case you were wondering
Dad didn't write that note!
We believe the funniest things, eh?
Psst, Santa died.
Isn't it funny?
Isn't it funny
The peculiar way
Your dad's fancy printing
Matches the one on the card?
Isn't it funny
That the butcher wasn't the murderer
As he claims he was getting
The Sunday mail?
Isn't it funny
That the new shoes you bought
Have the flag of China
Imprinted in their soles?
But no, they weren't made in China!
And no, of course mail comes on Sundays, you dimwit!
Oh, and in case you were wondering
Dad didn't write that note!
We believe the funniest things, eh?
Psst, Santa died.
February 12, 2011
Rain!
It's been POURING since I woke up this morning. Like, seriously pouring. I only went out to go grocery shopping with my dad, and even for just that short CAR trip, I got quite wet. So here's a picture and a poem about rain to honour the weather.
Rain
Tap, tap, tap
You drum your fingers against my window
Splash, splash, splash
Your puddles are out-of-order swimming pools
Slop, slop, slop
My pants are soaked, cause soccer's only canceled when you turn to snow
Screech, screech, screech
More cars are out, their inhabitants too timid to face you
Drip, drip, drip
You rush through the gutters and fall down into the bucket below
Ahh, ahh, ahh
At last you cease and the wonderful sun takes your place
Rain
Tap, tap, tap
You drum your fingers against my window
Splash, splash, splash
Your puddles are out-of-order swimming pools
Slop, slop, slop
My pants are soaked, cause soccer's only canceled when you turn to snow
Screech, screech, screech
More cars are out, their inhabitants too timid to face you
Drip, drip, drip
You rush through the gutters and fall down into the bucket below
Ahh, ahh, ahh
At last you cease and the wonderful sun takes your place
February 1, 2011
A rocky corner of the beach.
Little mini waterfall out of like, a stream diverter thing where the water goes under the path in a pipe.
The fence. I quite like this picture, just cause of the clarity... and yeah.
Soap or foam or something on a mini stream, the one with the diverter.
A tree with a moss patch and some other cool white patch. I like close up photos like this. They're cool.
3 tree stumps.
I took all these pictures at a park and a beach. That sounded weird. Oh well.
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