You know what’s fun?
Not paperwork.
Well, it’s fun to test new signatures,
Sometimes.
It’s amazing to me how much paper we create.
Some of it is useful.
Most of it is filed, then tossed away.
Maybe shredded, if nobody should see.
If nobody should see,
Did we really need it in the first place?
Tomorrow, go to the office,
Find one of your colleagues,
And say, “Do you have that form from last March?”
If they do,
Just say “Hoarder!”
And walk away.
Better yet, just send him an email.
We ate dinner at a “family style” restaurant.
This is an interesting concept.
I’m not sure who invented it.
To their marketing team, it means
You have platters of food and you serve yourself.
To someone who married an Italian, it means
You have a loud discussion between courses,
And a fight over dessert.
Oops.
We’ve been asked to find another restaurant.
I guess I shouldn’t have told the waitress
She was dressed like a slut.
Sacred brown water,
Daily Water of Life,
Why do you taste so strange?
I brewed you so gently,
Just like coffee back home,
Yet your taste has changed.
Maybe it’s the water,
Fresh from the hotel tap,
Flowing almost brown alone.
Maybe it’s the coffee,
A little single-pot bag.,
From a brand completely unknown.
Still, it’s coffee. My coffee.
It’s enough to start my day.
At last, I can remember my name..
It will get me all the way downstairs.
To cups of restaurant coffee.
Then, I’ll be back in the game.
Off through the gloom,
To God’s Waiting Room.
I guess I should be glad
We’re not going to Buffalo.
Mr Disney bought a swamp,
Drained it with a Mickey Pump,
And now people go there.
On purpose.
(They’re at the gate next to me.)
No, that last verse didn’t rhyme,
I just didn’t take the time.
Ask Jimmy Buffett what rhymes
With ‘swamp”. He’s from there.
I worry about a State that ends in “Duh”.
My dogs sleep a lot.
Sometimes, just for brief periods.
Would that be a cat nap?
I have said before we need to discover
How to harness all the energy stored
In all the napping dogs in the world.
I am trying to decide if I should wake my dog
Who is sleeping on the couch,
To tell him it’s time to go to bed.
It’s like waking a patient to take a sleeping pill.
Sleeping dogs hope you will let them lie.
Then, they can wander the house late at night.
I’ve noticed since my dogs started sleeping in their crates,
I haven’t been missing as many socks.
Not that I’m accusing anyone.
I’m sure it’s a coincidence.
Thank you to all of those
Who gave their lives for a just cause.
This day was founded to remember you.
Thank you also to those
Who gave their lives for a cause that some
Didn’t think was just.
You were in a difficult situation.
You probably paid a higher price.
Your lives were not in vain.
You leave a legacy of making the ultimate sacrifice,
Even if some of your countrymen were annoyed.
I am not annoyed by your fighting for me,
No matter where the battle was.
Some of your Commanders were idiots.
You are heroes.
Thank you.
If a sonnet falls in the forest,
Does anyone hear it rhyme?
If a sonnet falls in the forest,
Does anyone hear it rhyme?
I was sent home early from the office today.
Not just me, my whole team.
It’s not like I was in detention or anything.
If you’ve seen the news lately,
You can probably guess the reason.
We’re having “weather” in Texas.
It’s a good day to work at home.
“Weather” means rain, wind, thunder, lightning, hail, tornadoes.
Hopefully, not all of them at once.
But usually, at least two.
I don’t mind the rain and thunder, but I am alone on that around here.
Last time we had “weather”, a lot of people had car damage.
Texas employers don’t seem to like parking garages.
You just leave your car on the open prairie.
Then, you hope for the best.
I just felt something bump my leg while I was working.
Turns out, I didn’t get sent home to save my car.
I got sent home so Ripley would have a place to hide.
I guess the Lord answers dog prayers first.
I had a great closing line for a poem today.
I just couldn’t come up with the lines before it.
Then, I realized my brain was probably protecting me.
Sometimes, the brain knows best.
Sometimes, it’s best not to write anything at all.
Especially when you realize it may be slander.
Then, you realize it’s actually libel, since
Slander is said.
Always remember slander is said. Both start with “S”.
See how I’ve managed to distract you from the point?
Now you will wonder who was going to be libeled.
You will have to just keep wondering.
I would slander the person in question,
But only after enough drinks.
That way, I could speak freely,
And nobody would remember.
Slander is safer.
Another mnemonic.
So, there was something useful from all this crap.
Perhaps.
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