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Friday, May 21, 2010

Children and the expression of thought...

laundry piles high
noise like flood water drowns all
child fills all life up

--- I decided to open with a haiku because, who doesn't love haikus, right? Seventeen syllables and you don't even have to make 'em rhyme. I realized it's been like a long long time since I wrote anything here and maybe my idea of putting out a witty and meaningful commentary on a weekly basis was a little ambitious.

Children are a two-fold in everything. You get baby coos and gahs and baby poop. You get inspired insights into life from their perspective and fart jokes. You get heaps of material for writing from their countless antics and your so exhausted by them you can't quite couple two coherent sentances together.

Hence, my obsession with coffee.

So this week I will do my best to be a careful observer and try to retaion some of what I see and learn. I want to share my experiences as a father and be able to express it in something more substantial than a haiku. So for now, happy parentin'. And may God go with you. Yer gonna need it.

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