Canned Water and other Ponders of the 21st Century

No poem here, just a thought.

altothedrin — Sat, 03 Dec 2011 08:14:56 +0000

It’s quite interesting how some women look for the “right guy” in the wrong places. Claiming they don’t want to get burned again, but place themselves in situations where they are playing with fire. But who am I to say such things…. And I’m sure such situations occur to men as well.

For the lulz

altothedrin — Tue, 15 Nov 2011 06:34:53 +0000

Why did the wealthy homeowner want his gardener to only wear shorts?

He was worried that the gardener would soil his pants.

Moments Long Ago

altothedrin — Sun, 13 Nov 2011 08:29:07 +0000

2:22

Every time I stare into the night sky,
I see the constellation that we made.
Unique in itself, far different from the rest.
And every time I mentally connect those dots of fading starlight,
I remember the good times we shared in that brief moment long ago.

2:26

Disclaimer: Not based on a true story.

Wha?

altothedrin — Sat, 12 Nov 2011 17:31:33 +0000

She laid motionless on the floor.
The cold tile pushing against her skin.
It was too far out of reach for anyone.
Her lipstick rolled under the armoire.

Ha!

Oh Snap!

altothedrin — Sat, 29 Oct 2011 04:51:07 +0000

Whether or not one feels to be poetic,
Or even determined to write a hard-thought apologetic,
Or have vibes so positive you’d seem to be magnetic,
But alas to be without Him is all just plain pathetic.

God is good.

altothedrin — Tue, 25 Oct 2011 00:55:39 +0000

A delicious dish indeed….

Pierced

altothedrin — Tue, 25 Oct 2011 00:50:53 +0000

19:48

She pierced my chest,
With her searing blade,
That left a gaping abyss,
And cauterized my heart.

19:50

Blah blah blah

altothedrin — Mon, 24 Oct 2011 04:35:12 +0000

Her silhouette graced the pages,
Of the paper that caught her shadows,
That danced around from the candles,
That dwindled down ever so slowly.

Drifting…

altothedrin — Thu, 20 Oct 2011 02:37:20 +0000

You might be drifting and can’t find the shore; So hopeless and all alone.
The waves are crashing, all around you; just when you’ve lost the will to live, you see the Son.

- Plumb

I’m a “Sore Loser”….

altothedrin — Tue, 12 Jul 2011 04:12:28 +0000

Why the gloomy-sounding title, you may inquire rhetorically… well, I finished walking/jogging 2.1 miles and lost to one of the coolest beans I know in Words with Friends. She knows who she is. I mean, for one to know their own identity is a key factor to self-acknowledgement.

So, to rest the case, I am a sore loser. Just not the one with negative connotations, which includes writing a blog entry telling of their plight. Besides, this entry is pretty positive, right?

<— See? I’ve incorporated four smiling emoticons into this entry. That validates it as a positive post. Ha!

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Speaking of PokeCounter, I have accumulated 3097 Watts. I hope I get something nice, like a Rare Candy. I hear they’re quite rare. (And make that 5 smiling emoticons)