Bee & Honey

Today, on a theme of birds and bees.  Someone advised, the small white spider, pictured two-years ago, was a predator of bees.

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Once upon a time

A very large bee

Was watched by a

Very pale white spider

That sat down

Beside him, or her

Whatever the case may be

The bee hoarded

All the pollen

Until its fuzzy body

Became quite swollen

For bees weren’t

Into sharing or caring

Bees were quite selfish

So, if you see a bee hoarding

It’s best to ignore it

As did the wise pale-white spider

 

–Image, Craig Roberts–

So What’s the Deal?

Have you ever wondered why wayward wanderers were wayward?

What’s to gain from protesting intolerance by being intolerant?

Why does my nose itch when carving a roasted chicken or turkey?

Will there ever be a Fat & Furious franchise–if so, I’m in?

Today was National Middle Child Day, but nobody knew about it.

Why do Windows updates always take out my favorite things?

Are the roads not taken still available?

Why not drink the last drop first-wouldn’t that make it last longer?

Are introverts innies or outies?

What Would It Take…

…To get you behind the wheel of this new Chromemobile 500 today?  No money down, easy on the budget, payment terms.  You know you like it.

After car shopping yesterday, my wife and I were completely exhausted.  For the record, it was her idea this time.  Why was this process like having multiple root canals?  One dealership completely ignored us.  How did they stay in business?

I’m aware that I have “car-it is.” It was inherited from my father.  That was why I stayed away from car dealerships, car shows.  The first step was admitting there was a problem.  Confession was good for the soul.

It had been five years since my last obsession.  There was a slick-looking compact pickup truck my wife fell in love with.  She did her best to persuade me.  It’s parked in our garage.

Roundabout These Parts

Recently made a wrong decision at an unfamiliar local roundabout.  Ended up headed to a construction site with no way out except for jumping the curb.  Thankful the law wasn’t around.  This post about frustration from three years ago applied.

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Once you’re in

You’re in

Going around

In dizzying

Counterclockwise

Circles, for

Hours, perhaps

Days, before

Escaping

The maelstrom’s

Clutches

With a

Timely

Right turn

Before dawn

Pay attention

Before, this latest

Instrument of

Traffic torture

Brings you down

That Darned Cat

Same litany repeated, over-and-over, for the last three years.

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You’re fat because you’re lazy

You’re lazy because you’re fat

Was that the best he could do?

What was up with that?

Why did I keep going back

To heart the same thing

Again and again?

You’re too fat!

Get back to the gym!

What was wrong with him?

I don’t know when it happened

I swear that it’s the truth

Doc, this is where I’m at

It’s all because of Dr. Suess

And that darned cat