It's Wednesday, You Know What That Means...

hie thee over to Sparrow's and enter your haiku in the contest. As usual the finalists are announced on Thursday [be sure to check back and vote for your favorite] and the voting commences. Then the Winner is announced on Friday. The Winner not only has the honor of taking first place, s/he gets to name the recipient of a member serving in harm's way of a Deluxe Care Package. If you don't know someone serving...Sparrow will pick someone for you, OR you can go to AnySoldier.com, or Any Marine,etc. Once there, you can register and choose a recipient based on gender, where they are serving, what State they are from, etc.

Don't be intimidated by the term "Haiku". A Haiku is a poem, not rhyming, that is comprised of three lines. The first line has 5 syllables. The second line has 7 syllables. And the 3rd line has 5 syllables. Classic Japanese Haiku make some mention of a season, but the ones at Sparrow's rarely make that reference.

You can do that. This week's subject is "Regrets". Who among us has no regrets? Having attained a certain number of years, I believe it's impossible to have lived a full and interesting life without making at least a few mis-steps, a certain number of actions or statements you'd like to have a "Do-Over" on.

I was reading Marko, the Munchkin Wrangler, last week and he linked to a blogger who is running her DOG for President! If you are still undecided, or simply disgusted with the crop of candidates, as I am, check out Rachel Lucas and her Ridgeback, Sunny. Order a Campaign Button, get on the Bandwagon! Vote for a REAL Bitch, not a two legged one!

Sunny even has an evil opponent, Kitteh! I have NO idea who writes that blog. But it is spot on for every cat I have ever known. Need I say that under Sunny's administration, Kitteh, and his ilk will be dealt with in an appropriate manner. Don't get me wrong, I LIKE cats. I just can't eat a whole one by myself. [It's a joke! Untwist your panties, all you feline-o-philes!]

So that's what I've got this early in the morning. I gotta go write for money now. About Fluevogs and Crocs. Talk about a labor of love! Oh MYYYYY!