Burning Candles at Both Ends, and in the Middle (National Poetry Writing Month)
Oy.
I wanna write something that's not a haiku or a tanka. For real.
However, I'm baked like a ham soaked in honey. Tuesday night I was up late with a work thing, deploying a website and making sure nothing was on fire. Wednesday night I was up late with work, the weekly comic book reviews. Tonight I'm up late with a work thing, deploying a content management and version control system and verifying that everything works the way it should. I was up all day, being perky and cheery, as I took my stepdaughter to my office for Take Our Daughters And Sons To Work Day, which had so much hilarity it deserves its own blog. I've got a dentist appointment at 11AM tomorrow.
Dude. Be happy with a freakin' haiku or tanka. Here goes.
Who are these people?I'm out like Ugly Betty's nephew. Well, not exactly like that ... "not that there's anything wrong with it ..."
Hugs, warm milk, songs. They love me!
... who are these people?
"The Seeming Flow of Thoughts Based On My Newborn's Expressions"
By Hannibal Tabu
Let's just move on.
Playing (Music): "Gold Digger" by the cast of Glee
NOTE: Since this blog is automatically imported into my Facebook page, I apologize if you comment on it and I don't respond, as I am taking a sabbatical from social networking for 2010. So me not responding is not personal, I just won't see the comments ... until 2011. Maybe. Also including this disclaimer on blogs, but you're welcome to go to the blog itself and speak your mind, as I may look there ...
Labels: family, fatherhood, haiku, napowrimo, parenting, poetry, writing
posted by Hannibal Tabu, The Operative at
11:44 PM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home