the King of Poop
I mean ‘pop’. I hate reading headlines about his case, but seeing this picture, I just had to add a comment…
Dammit, Jackson! What have I told you about your tongue in my ear!? Do I look like I’m 12?
I mean ‘pop’. I hate reading headlines about his case, but seeing this picture, I just had to add a comment…
Dammit, Jackson! What have I told you about your tongue in my ear!? Do I look like I’m 12?
I absolutely positively could NOT get any of the reading done for poetry, there was no chance of it. I tried. The words ran away, literally from the page. Do you know how much you have to shake a book in order for the words to and letters to fit back into their places?
I’ll tell you how much, because I timed it: 57 minutes and 43 seconds. And that was for a short book about poetry. It was a shake and bake session with words. The ensuing headache from so much shakin’ goin’ on helped keep me awake though.
It’s a good thing I stopped after that book. Do you know how long I’d have to shake one of the longer ones? Longer that’s for certain. And I don’t think I have that level of commitment.
the clock changed from 2:20 to 2:21.
I was worried for the 10 minutes it took to change that time had stopped, but now I’m relieved that it hasn’t stopped, it has just slowed way way down.
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