End of an Era

Adventures await

The only constant is change

Never be static

Yes, I know I missed last week. Haiku Friday is a new feature and sometimes life throws curve balls. The line for refunds forms to the right. Have your receipts handy.

End of an Era

Thirteen years in sixteen boxes. I don’t know yet what the next adventure will be, but I really do believe it’ll be even better than the last. One must have endings in order to have new beginnings and all of that. I’ve no intention of being knocked down.

Meanwhile, maybe I’ll get to spend a little more time tending my little corner of the internet. I make no promises. Hopefully, I’ll have time to take more pictures. I’ve got a little wiggle room to really figure out which path to choose, or more likely do the very Jennifer thing and blaze my own once I’ve got an idea of where I’m going. I’m glad you’re along for the ride, but I do recommend you buckle up and perhaps consider wearing a helmet. And you probably shouldn’t eat the ornamental peppers.

Ornamental Peppers

 

Presumptions

Armchair quarterbacks

Always outside looking in

Solutions abound!

Yeah, kinda sorta almost commentary on current events and no, this one isn’t from my backlog of random haiku. I have a feeling it’ll be applicable again.

Yes, facts are static things, but even if a person’s recollection does not match up with actual events, they may not be lying. Memories can be unreliable. In the end, these are real people who must look at themselves in the mirror each day and deal with their own demons at night.

The media circus chews people up and spits them out for public consumption, treating their audience like baby birds waiting for what is regurgitated. Personally, I have more respect for my readers and believe you can spread your wings and find more sources to consume.

Hi, My Name is Joe

Taken for granted

Forgot to toot your own horn

No trophy for you

We all forget sometimes. I know I’m guilty of being my own worst enemy, and I bet you are too. Once in while, maybe try to be your own cheerleader. You’re over there saving the world one little bit at a time while your horn sits gathering dust.

We’re Joe and we’re working in the button factory. Boss keeps asking if we’re busy, and we just keep saying no. Pushing the button with your head yet? Did you mention that maybe you’re running low on extremities? Might be time to squeak a little, just saying.

 

 

First Ever Haiku Friday

Looking for content

A much neglected website

Stay tuned for something

For what exactly, I don’t know. Maybe you’ll just get random Haiku Fridays. I do have a collection of mostly terrible haikus (Spellcheck hates that. It’s making with the red squiggly.) written to entertain a former manager and mostly myself. Penelope Trunk says poetry will help your career. My sample set seems to disagree. What is the plural of haiku anyway? Apparently, it’s haiku and I was really wanting that question to be in haiku form.

Anyway, I make no promises. This free ice ice cream machine isn’t the current model, and I can’t afford the new one so we’re just going to have to deal with some quirks and glitches while I try and get this mess up and running again. Please pardon the mess.

Here have a bonus

You made it all the way through

A gold star for you