Tuesday, March 24, 2009

HEHE

I've come to the realization that dogs can sculpt the language of birds through mere adaptation. And that birds can count.

My dogs chase birds away.
When the birds feel the coast is clear and they can land on the grass they let out a certain chirp. My dogs have identified it and respond by chasing them away.

The birds count and try again EXACTLY 213 seconds later repeating with the chirp.

I'm sure they will learn that my dogs are onto them and change their language.

Or I am crazy, which certainly would not surprise me.

Proof? See above.

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Despondency

Despondence.
Despond.

Looking back on these past few months, I realize I am no longer here.
I am a twisted wreck with nothing but a broken smile to bare to you.

There isn't much keeping me here. Or there. Or anywhere.

There's a voice. There's a sound.
And I'll walk around aimlessly until what I lost is found.