I’m Not a Salmon

I’m resigned to being resigned
Seems like giving up
I think of it as acceptance

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Past the breaking point
I’m broke
It’s very freeing

Nope, A Frayed Knot

I’m at the end of the knottied at the end of my rope
When that comes undone…
I don’t know

Now What for One Thousand Alex

Every beginning has an endMy wits are at their end
There is an unseenyet very real weight on my shouldersWhere’s Hercules when you need to trick him?
Like the camels back this is the last straw

Mom? Can I Have Some Friends Over for Dinner?

Yes, I’m stealing my wife’s idea. But I’ve heard about people doing these for years, although it’s usually just five people. But since it’s Thursday and there’s some sort of rule, here are my thirteen dinner guest. The seating chart would be a bitch.
Francis Albert Sinatra/He had a way with a song that no one [...]

Thank You, But I’m Smoking

There are few people I loveFamilyFriends
There are few people I likeMostI just tolerate
Given a choice of spending time witha cigar or someone that isn’t in my friends and family plan…
I would reach for my matches