Masked and mysterious
unknown but of a piece

Private
Public
Alone
A community

Life is a team sport!
There is no “i” in team!
“No man is an island”
Garbage in, garbage out

We live our lives within ourselves,
the world exists outside.
We surround ourselves with four strong walls,
and breach our walls with doors.
A paradox of human sense,
invite, exclude, defend.

At times we open up the box,
and bath in wind and light.
These moments seem to flee so fast,
leave trails of joy and sighs.

Who will guard the doorways
Who will issue the writ
Join the islands, mix the teams
Safety lies in diversity

I am safe when I am alone.
We are safe when we are alone.

On occasion of a lovely visit…

Not mine, but still it’s always resonated with me…

Well it’s 40 below and I don’t give a fuck,
got a heater in my truck and I’m off to the Rodeo,

Well it’s an alaman right and an alaman left,
come on ya fuckin’ dummy get your right step right,
get off the stage ya God damn goof ya know,
you piss me off,
you fuckin’ jerk,
ya get on my nerves

Here comes Johnny with his pecker in his hand
He’s a one ball man and he’s off to the rodeo…
-Gaye DeLorme

People ask me
Enquire and nag,
Why and when
and what they rag.

You should, I will
I think, I say
I know, I am
That is, this way.

Create and solve
Repair, be quick,
Not that, like this
My god… you d___!

So now I write a verse or two,
and dedicate it to you know who.
Unlike the others who choose to demand,
She hints, she hugs and holds my hand.

On occasion of talents being noticed

Bad Poetry is like a dull knife,
Dangerous, often misused,
Rarely fatal yet always painful.

Politics is like a dull knife,
Dangerous, often misused,
Rarely fatal, yet often painful.

Bad Poetry is like politics,
Everyone uses it, no one understands it,
We’re all too lazy to sharpen it.

This poem is like a liberal,
Sort of pointless, mostly innocuous,
Adamantly critical, inevitably ignored.

On reflection of being a life-long liberal and the owner of several dull knives

Originally posted on moreblaze.blogspot.com, December 13, 2006

For car(men) wherever you may find them
Toyota, Dodge, Datsun, Ford
A metal machine, a macho overlord,

Insensitive drivers, uncaring, obscene,
Driving us crazy, cursing their genes

Noisy, obnoxious, expensive and careless
Pervasive technology, quintissentialy worthless

Automotive desires are driving our days,
Credit ratings balloon, consuming our pay.

But I want that car, that awesome machine,
Oh and this one as well, and that one I mean,
Off road and on track and highway carousing
With 350 horsepower, I’ll do without housing.

I love my cars mercury and subaru,
Such a pity, you know, I can’t afford you.

Christmas climbing carries copious
cavites currently cast-off continuously
care of cowardly cavemen-like carrion
consumers

Stupid guy was screwing around
Mucking up code,exploring new ground

Helpful software deletes bad code
Oddly enough the webpage won’t load

6 hours later the solution’s still not
So rebuild the page with what you’ve still got

I ask myself the usual question
You knew better: why make that exception?

It wasn’t broke, why fix it…
…to get to the other side? Sh_t!

after spend the morning looking for one lost line of code

Editor’s rules and Academician’s phrases
Excrutiating preciseness and linguistic mazes

Excavating Problematics and Laterally Recumbant
Add Practioner Discussants and my mind is so bent

I c u, but can u c me 2?
Language is meaning: let the ^%$*# meaning shine through!

At work after C tried to hyphenate Johnny-Appleseed Syndrome

Even if I had a brain
The calculation would make me insane

Suffer the death of a million bytes
Confounded by the blinking lights

Only the hopeful attempt the repair
The rest of us just accept despair

Damn I love this maddening box
Eating time and ignoring clocks

Sitting wasting time

A rapid run across the sky
Where he goes, why he flies
No one guesses, No one tries
Daily journies, nightly sighs

A funding seminar from Canada Council