A poem from highschool – circa 1995
Rip Van Ouch
It Was Dark;
The Pavement Was Darker.
The Concrete Stung,
As My Face Brushed Against its
Cold Heartless Surface.
It Stunk
“Ouch” I Said.
“That Hurt” I Replied.
I Skated Home Swiftly,
And My Face Erupted with
Bloody Bits of Gunk.
It Stunk More.
I watched Grizzly Man recently and learned that mental diseases are a very real problem, especially in Alaska.
My Comcast cable internet seems to be running at about 6 megabits now. I swear it was around 3 megabits before. Must be to compete with Verizon FIOS. How about bumping my upload rate now Comcast? Then I’d have a reason to cancel my DSL.
