Monday, January 3, 2011

A Pig, A Centipede, And A Vacation Poem

What do you get when you cross a pig and a centipede?
Bacon and legs!

Vacation Poem

It feels so good just to heed
my unsatified inner need
just to stay home and read
not go anywhere, just read
read, read, read, read, and read
read my head off...indeed

No tweeting for me.  
No facebook for me.  
No texting for me.
(but sub-texting is ok...
and I can text in Chinese...)  
No instant communication for me.
Just old-fashioned email for me.
Slow motion email for me.
Just reading printed books for me.

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