In fourteen hundred ninety-two, Columbus sailed with several duds. To celebrate their change of heart, We're going north to fetch some spuds.
It's the best I can do. Judge away. I'm just glad the ever-present specter of mutiny and death that hung over Columbus' voyage didn't happen. Now, go not brush your hair. And not vacuum. Sorry--I get a little nuts when I'm in the car for too long. Ask anyone.
I was totally going to call you yesterday, but didn't know it was a 'holiday' so thought you'd be at work. Man, I'm sad I missed a good day to call and chat. When's a good time to catch you? (in your morning, please, because it's my midnight by your 5pm).
Judy, your poem made me laugh - OUT LOUD! (I especially like the "Poet Laurie-ette".)
You silly, silly woman. I love you!
I trust you survived the ride to Idaho, and hope you have more than enough potatoes in your pantry to make it through the winter. (Mostly so you won't have to go back.) :-)
And Bethy, weekends are usually good. Or if I wake up inordinately early on accident (I set my alarm for 6:00 AM, but sometimes I wake up at 4:00 and can't get back to sleep). If I wake up super early again anytime soon, I'll give you a ring. Shena's beautiful, btw. Congrats!
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Game On, Poet Laurie-ette!
In fourteen hundred ninety-two,
Columbus sailed with several duds.
To celebrate their change of heart,
We're going north to fetch some spuds.
It's the best I can do. Judge away. I'm just glad the ever-present specter of mutiny and death that hung over Columbus' voyage didn't happen. Now, go not brush your hair. And not vacuum. Sorry--I get a little nuts when I'm in the car for too long. Ask anyone.
Bwahaha!
Man, you two are crazy funny today.
Man, bankers and the military. I'm trying not to be bitter right now. :) Nice poem though.
I was totally going to call you yesterday, but didn't know it was a 'holiday' so thought you'd be at work. Man, I'm sad I missed a good day to call and chat. When's a good time to catch you? (in your morning, please, because it's my midnight by your 5pm).
Judy, your poem made me laugh - OUT LOUD! (I especially like the "Poet Laurie-ette".)
You silly, silly woman. I love you!
I trust you survived the ride to Idaho, and hope you have more than enough potatoes in your pantry to make it through the winter. (Mostly so you won't have to go back.) :-)
And Bethy, weekends are usually good. Or if I wake up inordinately early on accident (I set my alarm for 6:00 AM, but sometimes I wake up at 4:00 and can't get back to sleep). If I wake up super early again anytime soon, I'll give you a ring. Shena's beautiful, btw. Congrats!
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