Ghost of Christmas past.
May the homeless psycho
Never darken our door again.
If you’re one of the Flying Monkeys
He sends to check in what I post,
Kick him out before he ruins your life
Into the ground.
That’s his hidden talent.
Blogspot messed up
And didn’t post yesterday.
So now nobody is going to see
What I ate for lunch! OMG!!!!
Our lives in weeks.
Yikes. I’m older than I thought.
Where Christianity meets
Buddha- that’s where I am nowadays.
Beep Beep
Road Runner
The weekly body shot
And the daily head shot.
Why? Because in 2009
I traveled to Canada
To meet a blogger who said
I don’t look a thing like my pi!
So here’s my picture!