The Liquid Kosmos

Back Jack do it again

It's eerily quiet tonight. A mere two hours ago there were fireworks exploding over downtown, but now all I can hear is the quiet hum of the neighbor's air conditioner. Even the bar parking lot on the corner, which is typically filled with drunk, screaming women is still.

The other night a link to poetry.com came up on my screen, so I clicked through and submitted a poem for a chance to win 10,000 dollars. The bummer is, I wrote the poem on the fly and clicked send without saving it anywhere. It was a very lame 8 line number, but I thought for sure they'd send me a copy or something. Nothing. And knowing my luck it will go down in history as a brilliant piece of literature.

Okay, women in the parking lot. That comforts me.

I've got some great ideas for upcoming blogs, but I'm tired now. Night.

posted by The Oscillator @ 11:18 PM