A Friday Haiku
Friday is like Yeah!
A mix of Boo-yah & Boom!
Ready to explode!
Look to the skies
August is just hopping with big astronomical events.
On August 12th, we can expect the annual visit of the Perseid meteor shower. But this one is different! Astronomers say it will be the brightest shower in recorded history. Some might even be visible in the daytime.
If you miss it, you’ll be crying 96 years because the next one won’t come around for another 96 years.
The second event will be the coast-to-coast solar eclipse. Get your protective glasses now before they sell out.
It will sweep across the United States on August 21st. This is the first time the mainland has seen a total eclipse like this since 1979.
However, most of us will only see a partial eclipse. The lucky ones live along a narrow diagonal track that cuts from Columbia, SC up to Portland, OR.
So enjoy. Unless, of course, you don’t believe in science and think these are omens sent by the gods to warn of mankind’s impending doom. In which case, have fun with that.
Writing is like a drug
My current work in progress (WIP) is finally nearing its completion. For the most part, I’ve been very enthusiastic about writing it. When the ideas are flowing freely and I’m in the zone, writing becomes like a drug. A drug that fills me with happiness and excitement. The whole world seems a better place.
Too bad all those wonderful feels end when the editing starts.
No change. I didn’t lose weight, but then I didn’t gain either. For the kast few weeks, I’ve reached an unchanging plateau.
I’m beginning to think balony sandwiches aren’t the best lunch when trying to lose weight.
Nah! That’s silly talk.
The approval ratings for the orange turd right now range from as low as 33% up to around 41%. If we go by the higher number, that means if you meet 10 people today, there’s a good chance 4 of them are idiots.
Murder in Manhattan by Steve Allan.
Yes, that Steve Allan of TV comedy fame. I had no idea he had written a series of mysteries starring himself and his wife Jayne Meadows. I’ve always admired him. He seemed like a true Renaissance man.