Sunday, December 28, 2008

As if it weren't enough to have to run all that distance, 
now Billy has to deal with the animals that protect the princess. 
Handlers and enablers and worst of all a small 
yet odd and effective army
consisting of a muddy cast of morons and narcissuses.
Entertaining if nothing else.


Thursday, December 25, 2008


The gates of the castle were well guarded,
but all that did was inspire billy to be creative with his approach.
Billy knew the castle from previous visits so a detailed strategy 
formed in his head easily and clearly.
This wasn't going too be hard.
Or so he thought.

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

The poor kid didn't really know what he was in for,
but he didn't care either.
his weapon of choice was a big blobby 
thing that makes people sponge.
Soft and wet.
What effect this is going to have on a whole 
city of folks is anybodies guess. 

What kind of company she keeps depends on how the food
is served and at what time. 

Monday, December 22, 2008

It was a narcissism that would out shadowed even the 
largest of intuitivless, sensory-deprived egos.
The princess was at ease with unachievable over expectation.
As a matter of fact she sought it out, fed on it, and embellished it.
Why? 

Sunday, December 21, 2008


Traveling throughout the land I found that most everyone knew of her,
idolized her and most importantly wanted to be her. 
She was a folk hero.
What had she done to acquire this reputation? 
Spells.

Saturday, December 20, 2008


It started with a boat and a desire to be happy.
Had I ever heard that before? Yes, but that didn't 
eliminate the desire. 
She was expressive and clear.
She fooled all those that she came close with.
I was no exception.

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Wednesday, December 17, 2008


The rain is lite, but effective, and I, 
of course, take all the credit.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008


I haven't seen the gates myself, 
but I hear that they do indeed open. 

Monday, December 15, 2008


There is a fair amount of moisture and cold
saturating my shoes and socks. Don't much
like to be cold, but I do like to talk about it.

Sunday, December 14, 2008


Habitually, the fluency of all things practical have 
become unreadable.

Monday, December 1, 2008


Three legged Jack and the land Squid 
discuss how to move forward.
Or even whether to move forward.