The exercise:
Write about: an office Halloween party.
Happy Halloween from Police Officer Miles and Vampire Monster Max.
(I did get a picture but it was just as kids were starting to arrive and they were both more focused on being ready to hand out candy than posing for the photo)
The exercise:
Write about: the cut.
Took the day off so that I could go skating with the boys and their school this afternoon. Chaotic, good fun that was. They took the bus there with their classmates and I drove them back afterward.
Greg - I noticed your comments about Blogger being difficult. All of your attempted comments show up in the dashboard, though I think some were marked as spam for some reason (it's not particularly easy to tell what's what in there). Anyway, I've published one that I think covers what's missing, but if there's another one that needs freeing from the spam cage let me know.
The exercise:
Write two haiku about: birthdays.
In general or, you know, mine in particular.
(Work was a trial today, but the evening with my family was excellent and the cake was delicious.)
The exercise:
Write four lines of prose about: the complainer.
Some people, you guys. Some. People.
Anyway. It's the weekend! Hurray!
The exercise:
Write about: the papers.
Inspired by Max going on a deep dive with origami for the last week or so.
The exercise:
Now that I've finally added to last month's edition, it's time to get to the October edition of the East Wallingford Gazette.
The exercise:
Write two haiku about: October.
The best month, in case you were wondering.
The exercise:
Write four lines of prose which take place: under a streetlight.
The exercise:
Write about: playing catch up.
I've been running behind all week at work after the three day weekend. Finally got close just before end of day today, so hopefully tomorrow is a little more manageable.
The exercise:
Write about something or someone that is: back in action.
The Vancouver Canucks' season began this evening. Not sure what to expect from them this year, but hoping for the best.
The exercise:
Write about: dinner.
Thanksgiving dinner at the farm this evening. Full of turkey and pumpkin pie now. Mmm.
The exercise:
Write two haiku epitaphs.
I'll even join in this time.
Mine:
Here I lie sleeping
For all of eternity...
Keep it down, will ya?
* * *
Dear Doug did not go
Gently into that good night -
Ignorance echoes...
