Friday, February 23, 2007

Cloak and Swagger


I am on a dangerous mission.

Only missions like these require Gatorade and granola.


I have heard it exisits.

Perhaps, atop an exposed granite peak.

Or, beneath thick streets in a forgotten, rotten tunnel.


Or...oh yes, there it is!

The quiet calm I seek has been a passenger to this mission all along,
My square concience beside me.

Monday, February 12, 2007

Cloud Scrubber


The Cloud Scrubber
By David M. McEntire
There once were cars made of ore
Along came a guy named Gore
He yelled, "global warming!"
The Hybids came storming

And the clouds needed cleaning no more?

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Saturday, February 03, 2007

Got Energy?


Ironic? I saw one of these Red Bull vehicles broken down on the I-15 the other day.

Sunday, January 28, 2007

Friday, January 26, 2007

A Viking's Feast


A Viking's Feast is the name of our lunch catering company. We can shuffle a few letters around and get:



Eat a King
Give Fat Snakes
Take a Fat Knife
Save a Seat
Steak is King
A vast knife