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The Wind Beneath My Things
Seat belts, everyone! Yes, that was a Magic School Bus reference. Gamification before it was cool. Why make learning tedious when you can trick us simpletons into thinking it’s fun? There is a reason it’s so trendy these days… For once I’m going to cut to the chase. Just a quirky, brief number today. I’ll share Continue reading
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Fright Blight
Epic fall day out here this morning. Perfect temperature, leaves are doing that thing, squirrels are getting frisky with their nuts, wind is “wind-ing”… what more can a rascal of ill-repute aspire to on some random Monday? I’m still slightly nursing a days-long headache here as my brain continues to mirror the temperature and its Continue reading
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Oedipus Rex and Banging an X
Good day dear winners, losers, tie-ers and those apathetic or sage enough to avoid the event altogether. Not that those two traits are mutually exclusive per se. Collectively exhaustive? No, just collectively exhausting… Time is extremely limited this morning so I’m going to cut the typical blather short because today’s poem is actually half decent. Maybe Continue reading
Dread Poets Sobriety 