haiku (for brevity)

snow, ice, wind: Buffalo--
by bicycle I to work
go cursing "springtime."

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Mike's room, bless him, dark;
I housesit, lamplit, his lit.,
many lonely nights.

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snotty nose, bad bad!
otitis media: ear!
it hurts it hurts! ow!

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at work to and fro
with lights and sirens we go
one dead and one born

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"lawsuit!", lady screams--
my protocol's begotten
of prior lawsuits!

sorry ma'am, but your
friend is woozy, post-ictal:
he cannot refuse!

the law is the law--
if we leave and he gets hurt,
our asses: grasses.




ooop--Gordon's here. Time to sign off another successful Safe and Secure Weekend. Until next time!

[grunt]

"Look wise, say nothing, and grunt. Speech was given to conceal thought."
-Sir William Osler

And in the new category of absolute coolest thing ever, in honor of Ben Howard who will no doubt try this at home despite numerous warnings to the contrary, I give you my latest internet discovery:

Will It Blend?

Now I can't wait for garage-sale season :) We could have entire garage-sale themed parties: get an old garage-sale blender, get various garage-sale knicknacks, and blast away!

In other news, I am heading up to Buffalo next week to put in more time for The Man and extend my stay at Rural/Metro Medical Services for another three months. I'm thinking of taking it easy this time, though, and enjoying city life again. And, enjoying bicycling, as Sera still comfortably sits under her blanket of snow--it's been far to cold to play around with wiring this week.

Water is leaking through the roof on third-floor Chamberlain Center. Strange, chemical-ish odors are filling an office in Luckey. Students are holding a video game festival in Campus Center, simultaneous with Honors Program interviews. To the batmobile!