Flash 55-On Saturday!

Ok guys, its been a rough week-sometimes the personal life gets in the way of the creative life (Mrs. Mike says that the other way around!) Anyway-here goes...

I look into your eyes and see...
Great passion.

I look into your eyes and see...
My home.

I look into your eyes and see...
My life.

I look into your eyes and see...
All of me, living, dying, loving, children...and one giant pain in the ass!

Why don't we get drunk and screw?

(If you aren't aquainted with him-that's a Jimmy Buffet song and I'm a bit of a parrothead...)

Flash 55-some serious questions(now THAT'S a litle different for me!)

What does it mean to "make a difference"? How does it affect your worth as a human being? Do you need support from those that are supposed to love and support you, and if they don't, does that worth diminish? I want to do a long post on this and I'm looking for your input.

A couple of slightly naughty limericks...

There was an old man from Kent,
Who's manhood was quite oddly bent.
When out for a whirl,
Remarked a young girl,
"Now that is an oddly shaped tent!"

Or this variant if you prefer:

There was an old man from Kent,
Who's manhood was quite oddly bent.
Then said a young girl,
When he gave her a whirl,
I knew not if I was coming or went!

Missy told me she was going camping at Beaver Bend. I remarked that it sounded like a limerick to me. She didn't think that I could, but;

A young lady in need did intend,
To earn money she needed to send.
So she put on a show,
An internet video,
"My God,"said he,"how that Beaver could Bend!"

Feel free to post yours in the comments!

Friday Flash 55! Once more unto the breech...

Joe liked working with people. He had a great style with customers and all loved him. He never failed to satisfy even the toughest customer. Sid came in and was impossible. Sid was unsatisfied no matter what Joe tried to do to help him. Joe punched Sid square in the nose. It felt really good!

I work with people all day, and every now and then, you meet this guy! My 55 is an ode to the fantasy all of us in a service profession have!

LEST WE FORGET: 9/11/2001

By request: Differences between Men and Women

Ambre and Missy have both made similar topic suggestions, Ambre asks why men can't understand women and Missy inquired as to why men watch halftime of football games. These questions would lead one to believe that I can speak for all men! We haven't actually held an election recently and, frankly, none of us is sure who is in charge right now, but I'll do my best.

Here's my problem with the question(s), they are over-generalizations. All men don't like football. All women don't want roses on Valentines day. I know some women who think camping in a remote wilderness would be the ideal vacation. My wife doesn't travel anywhere there isn't room service. Besides the obvious physical differences (and I say "Vive la differance!) there are some emotional differences between the sexes. Science tells us our brains are wired a little differently and we percieve things on different levels.

Is this a question of understanding between sexes or should we look at it from the one on one perspective? I, for one, do not try to understand women as a group. I prefer to get to know an individual. I don't care to be judged in a group of millions and I doubt most women would like that either. It is possible that the attempt to understand a gender instead of the object of one's attentions is where the conflict lies...

Friday Flash 55-my sensitive, poetic side...

I'm Daddy's little helper,
Its just Him and Me.
I make Daddy's life
As hard as a tree.

We work together
To make Momma smile.
She smiles so much more
Than she has for a while.

She's just as happy now
As a bride in Niagara.
Thank you dear Pfizer ,
And your pill named Viagra!


(Mike the Poet bows deeply to his audience, picks up his Scotch from a conveniently placed stool and exits....stage right!)