Plotting the demise of the world
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Evil people populate the bar scene!
Posted a la iPhone
My Desk
Once again I am missing climbing. Of course I still haven’t gone back to physio nor booked my oil change, so I am batting 100 on commitments. So as a reward I will show you all my desk.
Cheers!
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— Posted a la iPhone
So the Theory Goes…
What’s supposed to happen is I will post to my blog and the posts will show up on facebook. That way all of you who have escaped my bad poetry will now be made to suffer. A ha ha ha ha! This post is iPhone to WordPress blog to Wordbook plugin to Facebook.
Now I’ll try a photo to complete the process. Let us continue on with Zak pictures, shall we…
Backstage, Zak forgoes his bow to climb the pirate ship
— Posted a la iPhone
Bridge Night
— Posted a la iPhone
Sammy Online
Posted and composed with smart phone technology.
— Posted a la iPhone
My new iPhone
–posted a la iPhone
Random Pic of the Day
This will be mine… Right after I change my name to Bernard– Posted a la iPod
Serious Drivel
She contemplates the words
As they scroll
Across and down
The meaning is profound
What, when, where, why
The subtext provokes.
She emits a sigh
Poetry is motion
but words remain still
How can we enjoy that
which is static and chill
I know not the answer
I can’t scan the line
But music is her poetry
Her rhythm, her rhyme
For Al, wherever she may be
More poetry for Al
Allia
fuck off…
that was just for you…
8:45pmBruce
fuck is a word
really quite absurd
misused and misheard
8:45pmAllia
omfg…
8:45pmBruce
gives my parents a bird
Fuck is a verb
8:45pmAllia
ha ha. douche.
8:45pmBruce
of quality and verve
8:45pmAllia
stop it.
8:45pmBruce
ah fuck
what a word
A Limerick for the poetically hopeless
There once was a girl who was mean
And other’s verse made her oh so green
8:39pmAllia
oh brother…i need to go pack.
8:39pmBruce
She mocked and she berated
Those wordsmiths she hated
8:40pmAllia
keep going…
8:40pmBruce
But in the end she actually became keen