Saturday, March 18, 2017

Monday, March 13, 2017

Sunday, March 12, 2017

Motorcycle haiku

"To ride or not to,"
should never be the question.
"Is my tank full?" is.

Monday, February 27, 2017

Where's all the snow?

I was just thinking back on Winter 2015, when I rode my bike to work and ended up snowbound for awhile.

Ah, now that was a PROPER winter!


2.25.15 Unintentionally Hard Core

Sunday, February 26, 2017

I'm not an intellectual,

a poet or a scribe.
I put my well worn jeans on
always one leg at a time.
My farts don't smell like cupcakes,
my breath is sometimes putrid,
my snoring could wake up the dead;
of that, you can't dispute it.
I wish with all my might I could be
highly more effectual,
but I am just your average guy,
and not an intellectual.





Thursday, February 23, 2017

I'm a cowboy,

on a steel horse I ride.
If I forget to take the trash out again,
I'll be wanted:
Dead or Alive.