My mom recently wrote some very nice poetry for Anders and Finn. Here’s the first of several that I’m putting up against her wishes.
There’s a bullfrog in the bathroom,
and I don’t know what he’s thinking.
‘Cause whenever he goes in there,
the place starts really stinking.My daddy goes in with him.
He says he cannot see him,
but I think sometimes, some way, some how,
My daddy just might be him.
I’m 6′6″. I need a jacket. But, apparently, Patagonia, Columbia, North Face, Marmot, Cloud Veil, etc, hate me because I’m not fat. That’s ok. Cabela’s likes me and so does LL Bean….sometimes.
Interesting article from Nobel Prize winner Thomas Friedman: Real Men Tax Gas