the glove maker and the hat maker

2014 Home sweet home calendar:

AUGUST

    Jill was a glove maker and she lived in a glove that was handed down to her from her great, great, great grandfather. One day, the biggest storm of the summer tore all five fingertips of her glove house! Water flooded in and everything was a mess!

    Just as she was wondering what to do, Jack from next door ran over. Jack was a hat maker who lived in a big, red top hat. He had a brilliant plan. He quickly snatched a few of his best waterproof hats, and placed them on top of the torn fingertips. The glove stopped leaking immediately - saving Jill and the old glove house! A dripping wet Jill swam out of the house to thank Jack, and they soon became the best of friends.

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writing and sleeping

i like thinking of stuff

to write

and then falling asleep, the light

still on, and waking up to find 

where i left off

and then continuing with

laugh

I used to laugh teary eyed

with my mouth opened wide

But now I laugh typing away

on the H and the A

being obsessive

sometimes i think 

being obsessively obsessive

with anything – a word, or a number,

or whatever, is what makes 
the dorkiest dorks way cooler
 than the coolest cucumber.

story writer

all day i have to make up stories
about kings and dragons and fires
and that kind of worries me a bit
because it makes me a very good liar

question

If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?

If i write stuff in my blog but no one ever reads it, does it make the same effect in this world as typing random letters like shjklcnsury  hjsacb caghflaa dgas ashjdleieyurt hbjashd ?

magic finger

i slice a sliver off my finger,
and with no skin to keep it in
blood spurts out the toothless grin.
but then a bit later, skin,
oh so thin, starts closing in,
over the bit, that's wobbly and pink.
it stitches itself back together.
now how magical is that!