Eleven Things I Did Not Write a Poem About

Eleven things I did not write a poem about The leak in my bathroom The new squeakĀ from my car Sunshine or ukuleles The angst of adolescence Airplanes My mountains of laundry Moonrise over the mountain Peeps Red plastic cups in

Hanging in there…

Hanging in there…

The last couple weeks I got some stuff done (like I had an article published an article in the Capital City Weekly), and made progress on other stuff, but not without the obligatory productive procrastinating. For instance, I finally made

So you want a ukulele?

I’m so glad! The more the better. The ukulele is an amazing little instrument because in a matter of minutes you can be making music and singing with friends. Of course, like any instrument you can spend time and effort