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Saturday, April 22, 2006 16:29

Daily Nilknarf Haiku
Ants on a wet day...
yeah, still have to have that food
let's find something dead.

And damn that Ornery Chick for the link to Museum of Hoaxes that has just totally wasted my Saturday!

Very tame day. I talked with Karen some, she's having a great time in Las Vegas... and I'm happy for her... and glad that I'm here, heh.

Weirdly, sometimes I write the haikus before I write the entry, sometimes after... and sometimes not at all. And if it's the latter, sometimes I leave the old one up, and sometimes I go with blanks.

And sometimes I think, "man, how could anyone live here? But a lot of people do. Millions, in fact. Feeding off of each other....

I used to look at the stars and just feel how insignificant I was, and everyone that I know. And I still do that... but now I look at the internet, and realize that the web only represents about a thousandth of a percent of the people in this world.

And I used to look at ants, and play with them, and yes, cook them with a lens with the sun when I was done looking at them. They would run up and down the tree in the back yard, and I would try to cut their heads off with a single-blade razor.

Deviant behaviour? Probably not... in Kansas.

Play-acting like god?

But of course... some of us use ants, some use people.

Besides, isn't everyone kinda weird when they're 12-13 years old?

02:59...
And that's the stupidest thing that I've done for a long time... about 08:00 I started flipping through the channels on the TV. First I watched about an hour of Spike, which was so stupid I couldn't stop watching it... then I flipped to AMC, whatever that is, and started watching The Godfather. Nope, I've not seen it before. I came in on the last half of the movie, where they were burying someone, probably the godfather himself.

Well, right after that ended was Godfather II, dammit. So I watched it too, and here it is, 03:00 on Sunday morning and I'm still awake, dammit.

Plus... I can't believe the commercials... every damned seven minutes there would be five minutes of commercials, and to make the half-hours come out right there'd be seven minutes worth of commercials.

Dammit, I thought that I was gonna get on a regular schedule... guess that'll wait, heh.

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