Posted in Daily Photo
Photography /Poetry /Humour
“I’m from a nice, suburban, middle-class family, but my tattoos remind me where I’ve been”
Tom Hardy
Living in Suburbia for Daily Photo
Traffic jam Suburban style
Humour
Posted in Daily Photo
Photography /Poetry /Humour
“I like to work a lot with wood. I make furniture that falls apart. I also sew” Tim Conway
In the Woods for Daily Photo
Deep in the darkest of woods
Where the bears and other creatures poop
A stroll during the eve
That would even scare Steve!
continued in part two
Posted in Daily Photo
Photography /Poetry /Humour
“I like to work a lot with wood. I make furniture that falls apart. I also sew” Tim Conway
In the Woods for Daily Photo (continued)
Be careful, where you tread
The path treacherous before you
Will lead you to the nature’s stew
And soon enough,
You wish you would have stayed at home instead
Posted in Coffee
For National Coffee Day
“I have measured out my life with coffee spoons” T. S. Eliot
Coffee makes the world go around
Coffee
Makes the world go around,
The world go around,
The world go around
Nothing is a more sweeter sound
But the spoon makes a clinking sound
When in the coffee cup
Swirling around
Posted in Coffee
For National Coffee Day
“Coffee – the finest organic suspension ever devised. It’s got me through the worst of the last three years. I beat the Borg with it”Captain Kathryn Janeway
The Four Options Of Coffee
1) Good
2) OK
3) Drinkable
4) Yak
How to recognize bad coffee:
1) Looks like tea, doesn’t taste like tea and certainly not like any coffee you’ve ever tasted!
2) Sticky gooey stuff sticks on your tongue: Looks like tar, tastes like tar!
3) Your face twitches in a funny way: Not funny good, but funny bad.
4) Coffee with milk: Except when it’s ice coffee, with lots of coffee, a little ice and hardly any milk.
You know it’s an excellent cup when the coffee is:
1) Black.
2) The spoon melts in it before you manage to stir.
3) You have a burned after taste in your mouth for several hours after your last cup of the day.
4) It’s ten o’clock in the evening and you are still drinking it.
Note: Why you would actually stop drinking coffee at any hour is beyond me!
Posted in Daily Photo
Photography /Poetry /Humour
“We know that in September, we will wander through the warm winds of summer’s wreckage.
We will welcome summer’s ghost.”
― Henry Rollins
September Morning for Daily Photo
Running, running, running,
“Nope, not trying to be funny!
It’s way too early for that”
She retorted with a spat

Finally getting there
Not really sure where
But when I paused
A deep effect it caused

continued in part two