Hard to believe it wasn’t you
Alibi so shaky, needed a seismograph
Up to your arms in elbow macaroni
In the midst of a drought
Only words can do that
Another well-known celebrity threatened to go silent
That was after he or she went silent last time
Read between the lions
Ghost or hologram? You decide
Stay tuned for the unsightly evening news
Newer, better, with more feature I didn’t know how to use
Two steps forward, three steps back
Hit the delete button one time too many
Prediction for 2018: More things will happen
Sock mending, deficit spending
On topic, whipped topping
Top of the morning
In the pink, in the red, in the black
There’s more in the back
Green with envy
Behind jalousie windows
Got the winter blues
Since the yawn of dawn
Big deals–compassion eaten
By moray eels
Pheromones, how to meet girls
X-ray glasses, chinchilla ranches
TV doctors, grim prognosis
New family feudalists
Ring-a-ding, ring-a-ding, ding, ding go the Salvation Army bell-ringers.
What’s changed this Holiday Season?
Political punditry–the election ended yesterday. Today, the ashes are falling.
Political pundits do what they do best. Make claims and disappear till the next election.
Let the blame-games commence.
Enough about politics. A couple of years ago, I alluded to a warped version of the “Twelve Days Of Christmas.”
Here are more verses, in addition to, “Seven white-tailed deer,” “eleven discarded beer cans,” first and third verses–“a large front-yard hole, left by the utility company, where no hole used to be,” “Three decorated mailboxes.”
As for the rest of the song–there’s always next year.
Scattered snow skiffs
Everything took longer
By those so inclined
Old-timers called it
Slick ice–as if there were
Any other kind
Sad, when snow
Disappeared after dawn
Everyone hates to be put on hold. With horrible hypnotic background music. A place frequently called, had Vivaldi’s “Four Seasons” playing in the background. I never made it to summer, fall, and winter–which was a good thing.
I’ve been on both sides of the issue, as a customer service rep, and as a customer. On hold commercials for the companies’ products and services, were particularly despised.
“Your call is important to us. All of our representatives are currently with other customers. Please continue to hold and we be with you as soon as possible.”
What if a large corporation adopted something different–as follows?
We care because we care
We care because you’re there
We care because we care
We care–are you still there?
We’re there because we care
We’re sad when you’re not here
Weather is about to turn cooler–typical for fall. My two dogs are barking at every move the contractor makes across the street. That’s their job I suppose–to watch the neighborhood.
An observation: This blog, after five-plus years, has matured. Not that there aren’t any more mountains to climb. I just don’t feel the same urgency to publish something new every day. A bigger concern, is to avoid repeating myself.
Several bloggers, I followed, disappeared, or no longer actively publish, for reasons known only to themselves. Situations and people change. Five years are a long time in the blogging world.