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Dead Places

It’s  a sad thing to come to the end of February. February is cool. Cool in the sense that fezes and bow-ties are cool. It’s cool in the temperate sense too, but that’s neither here nor there. I do enjoy February. But all good things must come to an end. I’m closing the month on something of a high-note. I remain physiological intact, if somewhat mentally disparate, and in the last week I have been spectacularly productive. So productive that I think I’ve been the victim of some cruel and insidious trick. An anthology piece is done, and against all odds I managed to finish off this month’s wordascope in record time. The blog is now a whole two years old and I’m still going. All-in-all I think a small “woohoo” is in order.

Woohoo.

Dead Places

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Merry Blogmas

T’was the night before blogmas and I Y_Christmas_Tree_2was back home,

All the way up north where mammoths still roam,

Where it’s sure to be cold with the possibility of snow,

Let’s hope it doesn’t jam up the roads, but we’ll see how we go.

I’m visiting my family and there’s sure to be war,

Shouting and fighting and maybe a lot more,

I’d like to think otherwise, but I know that I’m right,

I’m just vainly hoping I’ll make it through the night.

“But how am I reading this? Is this post here by chance?”

No it is not my friend, it was scheduled in advance,

So while I knuckle under and try my best to stay alive,

To you a very, Merry Blogmas and all that associated seasonal jive. Continue reading