I am jumping the gun and posting for tomorrow now. It might slip from my mind if I do not. My first-year college roommate kind of jokingly called me “Oblivion” because on weekends I could drink so much I would forget what I had I had done. He also sometimes called me Shemp as another joke. We did not hate each other.
Anyway, a poem, a comment, and a joke now (hope they do not seem angry)
“Lying” by yours truly
“You lie like a rug.
You lie like a rug.”
“Someone needs a hug!”
“You all think I am only a lying mug?”
“Cup of your Joe? Don’t think so.”
“‘Lie Down in Darkness’
And sleep.”
A comment
I said to a close relative recently when he complained about brief poems and comments I had sent out by gmail (because Facebook has partly cut me off) that “If you don’t like them then don’t read them.” I said something a bit nastier to him but won’t repeat it. We have stopped talking for now. There are more important things than being liked and popular.n
A joke
An idea for post-retirement work for the lead singer of the pop group Duran Duran: Run cinnamon-bun stores called Simon Le Bon’s Cinnabon stores with Duran Duran songs played in the background.