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Odds and Ends No. 65

Hard to believe but I think I’m out of
words for today. Almost. Got my
haiku for after this, too. Why so late,

you ask? Because of NaNoWriMo,
that’s why. Every November 1. But
this is my first one. Wrote up a

storm on my novel today! Then ran
to the grocery store, ran back. Well,
drove, not literally ran. Nuked two

sausages. Put them on the last slice
of the old loaf, and one of the new.
A slice of cheese. Yellow mustard.

I need to be more specific here
because in my mind, a French’s
mustard engineer did a smart

thing. You know how you take the
mustard out of the fridge. You
shake it, open the cap, turn it

over, and aim for the roll (or hot
dog, or bread, etc.) And what
usually happens? Some of the

mustard hits the target; more
hits the cap. Messy mustard cap
has been conquered. I noticed

there was an extra thingamajig
near the cap. I pushed the cap
all the way back and heard a

click. Holy smokes! The cap
locked in place so there is no
mustard on the cap and you

don’t miss the target. This is
no small thing. An engineer’s
mind did this. I couldn’t. Then,

you simply close the cap. Done.
I know what you are thinking.
You’ve known that for years and

I’m a dummy. Not so. You see,
I normally use spicy brown
because I’m from the East Coast.

Time to stop. Need to save up
some words for Day 2 of NaMo.
What a writing adventure! I

may finish my book by the end
of this year. Check it out, then
you could be a WriMo on

National (Na)
Novel (No)
Writing (Wri)
Month (Mo).

I’ll post a haiku, then to bed.

Categories: Poetry

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Poet, Writer, US Army (Retired)

I dreamed of writing when I was a youngster. The love of books and writing may have helped to dull the pain of severe sexual abuse as I was sexually abused by two men at my father’s place of work from age 8 to 12 or so. I learned about this for the first time when I was 50 years old. So, as a boy, reading was the only place I had to go to. My fantasy world was better and safer than my real world. I loved reading and writing.
Reading books and writing poetry are a joy to me still and are an important part of my life. (See my About Me page on my blog for the complete profile.)

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