The airport as you all know is a constant hub of activity. For those of us who work there, there are faces you would see constantly, many belonging to people who have been working there for decades. One such face belonged to a woman named Margaret. how long she has been working in the airport i'm not sure, but it was a very long time. She ran the Kiosk sweet shops in the landside area of Dublin Airport, one of the shops being located beside one of ours in the arrivals hall. Up until ...
What a wonderful idea it was to steal an avatar last weekend. I knew I wanted to be off in the clouds with fifth... but I forgot to save my old one so now I have a new one. I went through about 200 google pages looking for my girl, but nothing, then I found the moon and liked it. If I find it I'll use the drawing but until then the moon. my boy has an ear infection so we are staying in today, he'll got to playschool tomorrow. he loves going to the doctor and tells the doc what he needs to ...
I spent last week attempting to help stain a friend's cabin up in North Park, CO and for those of you that don't know the area, winter has pretty much already started. So, I got paid 12.50 an hour to stand around and wait for the snow to stop and the temp to rise. I digress. I drove from here, a few miles south of the Wyoming border, down an hour and a half to Kremmling, where my good friend Kevin lives/works for the time being. We had a good time tearing it up Friday ...
It's funny, I noticed today, after looking through my blog; I seem unable to write a single positive or optimistic poem. Probably the only one posted on here is Noon, other than that, all of my poems seem to be so cynical and morose. . . .even when I'm feeling great, I still must write something cynical I have tried writing some positive stuff, but it always comes out (from my perspective) as typical and cliched. I suppose my only output of optimism can be found in my prose, ...
Can’t seem to connect with the cosmos A hard ticket to ride My sickness Envelops me in emptiness