Relashunships r hard


Here is a poem written by a really needy girl who banged up her boyfriends car
and made him look like a fool at the dance, and flirted with other guys
in front of him.

Then, pretty understandably, he puts on his backpack and flies off to South East Asia.

She looks at his Facebook feed and sees him having fun with all his buddies.
She is stuck at home with no date and not enough money to go backpacking.
So she gets all “oh why did I do that?” and stuff and writes this poem.
But he is in Vietnam so he never gets it, and basically she is dumped.
I don’t think he even texted her.

The moral of this story is:
1.  If you can’t be with the one you love, love the one you’re with.
2.  Make love, not war.
3.  Dude, you need to take a poetry appreciation class.



But You Didn’t: by Merrill Glass
Remember the time you lent me your car and I dented it?
I thought you’d kill me…
But you didn’t.

Remember the time I forgot to tell you the dance was formal,
and you came in jeans?
I thought you’d hate me…
But you didn’t.

Remember the times I’d flirt with other boys
just to make you jealous,
and you were?
I thought you’d drop me…
But you didn’t.

There were plenty of things you did to put up with me,
to keep me happy, to love me,
and there are so many things I wanted to tell you
when you returned from Vietnam…

But you didn’t.



Stink Bug

Green Shield Beetle

A close up photo of my gardening pants.  I was amazed at how the Green Shield Beetle changes colour to match the autumn.  They are bright shiny green when they emerge in May and change over the months until they are completely brown by November.  A very sophisticated camouflage strategy at work.

It is not really a beetle at all.  It is from a family called “true bugs”.  I know lots of insects are called “bugs” in North America, but it is not a common usage in Ireland or Britain.  So calling an insect a Bug in Ireland is being very specific.

Some shield bugs are called Stink Bugs because they engage in chemical warfare, releasing strong smelling odours to deter predators.  Some of the odours are attractive to humans, smelling of coriander or almond.  As a result stink bugs are a delicacy in some countries in indochina.  They are ground into a condiment paste with chili, spices and herbs.  I have even seen a recipe for Chicken Liver Paté which uses Stink Bugs as an ingredient.

The Fly; by William Blake

Little Fly,
Thy summer’s play
My thoughtless hand
Has brushed away.

Am not I
A fly like thee?
Or art not thou
A man like me?

For I dance
And drink, and sing,
Till some blind hand
Shall brush my wing.

If thought is life
And strength and breath
And the want
Of thought is death;

Then am I
A happy fly,
If I live,
Or if I die.