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Bandwagons

A selection of websites I visited and things for which I searched this week

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Dr. Sidney Mezes, presumably using some sort of early Google program to search for important information such as that which you will find below. (Library of Congress photo I found on the Flickrs.)
  • My friend Brook’s friend is raising money for Cystic Fibrosis research.

  • ‘Saxophone Lung’ Developed By Man Who Didn’t Clean His Clarinet For More Than 30 Years.” As someone who played saxophone very poorly but for quite a few years back in my schoolgirl days, I say this with great confidence: Ew.

  • I tried to find out whether one could merge Bearville accounts, because Poppy has four of them. Because she kept forgetting her passwords. I still don’t know the answer.

  • “Lorde’s ‘Royals’ Isn’t Anti-Rap, It’s Anti-Imperialism.” I like that song. The kids very much do not, because I do. That’s how it works, right?

  • “make ahead mashed potatoes,” because Thanksgiving is nigh. I’ll probably try the Ree Drummond version.

  • “when does psych come back?” December 15!

  • Speaking of TV I am excited about: “Here is your ‘Doctor Who’ anniversary schedule of events“!

  • “How to Make Butterbeer. Or just buy it at Starbucks..” I’ll be exercising the Buy It option.
    • blessings, Family matters

    And now he is six

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    He loves cheeseburgers and superheroes and legos.

    He leaps everywhere he goes.

    His smile lights up a room.

    My tiny little ray-of-sunshine baby is an ever-growing and often-storm-cloudy 6-year-old today.

    Yesterday we spent some time running and walking the bases at a local baseball field, and then we played Poohsticks in a tiny stream, and it was one of the best let’s-kill-some-time hours I’ve ever spent.

    Happy birthday, Petey. You’re my whole heart.

    Bandwagons, National Blog Posting Month

    A cinquain is a five-lined poem, and I wrote one.

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    comics by Drew

    I hadn’t heard of the cinquain before I decided to write some poems for NaBloPoMo. It’s a poetry form developed by a lady named Adelaide Crapsey — I know — who was a fan of Japanese poetry forms such as haiku. You can see that influence in the cinquain, which is a five-line poem consisting of 22 syllables (two syllables in the first line, four in the second, six in the third, eight in the fourth and two in the last line).

    I like a good firmly structured poem, don’t you? And so here it is, my first-ever attempt at a cinquain. I hope Ms. Crapsey would enjoy it.

    This Is

    Football.
    Saturday night.
    He’s on the couch, and I’m
    online; it’s the closest we’ve been
    all week.