Todays' Words

I love it when you leave me
But I hate it when you go
And even when my eyes are shut
I still see falling snow

Schrodinger Says...

A cat placed a Quantum Mechanics scientist in a sealed chamber with a flask of poison, and a radioactive source. If an internal monitor detects radioactivity (i.e. a single atom decaying), the flask is shattered, releasing the poison that kills the scientist. The Copenhagen interpretation of quantum mechanics implies that after a while, the scientist is simultaneously alive and dead. Yet, when one looks in the box, one sees the scientist either alive or dead, not both alive and dead. This poses the question of when exactly quantum superposition ends and reality collapses into one possibility or the other. Meanwhile, the cat has found a ball of string...

 

Today's Poem: The Ghost That Walks Behind Me

You are the ghost that walks behind me
The memory that always finds me
Footsteps on the breeze

All the things that came to pass
The sunlight on the frozen grass
The shadows in the trees

All the words we never shared
All the things we never dared
All the hurt and need

All the love and all the pain
All the years of sun and rain
All the time that's gone

The hours echo down the days
An endless parting of the ways
But still you linger on

Today's favourite word is...

"Natterjack"

Today's Poem : There's always some Tw*t in a T-Shirt...

There's always some Tw*t in a T-Shirt
There's always a cause that is lost:
In every town on a Saturday Night,
Braving the Permafrost...

There's always some Tw*t in a T-Shirt
Convinced he's a magnet for chicks,
Battered on Tennants and stuffed with Kebabs
Weaving about, being sick....

There's always some Tw*t in a T-Shirt
With a drunken and cretinous crew,
Reeling about with it all hanging out,
And they'll  ALL get a cab before YOU...

Occupational Hazards

"Worked as a Bailiff, but I couldn't make it pay...."

Today's Poem: Fill My In Tray, Baby (Blues Analogy #1)

Fill my In Tray, Baby,
Fill my In Tray all night long:
Fill it till it overflows,
Fill it good and strong...

Deliver me your Action Plan
As far as you are able,
Handle my objections -
And let's get them on the table..

Cascade your information
Till my system cannot cope,
Then slide your urgent document
Into my envelope..

Today's Poem : Crystal Balls

I rang up a telephone psychic
To see if my lover was true -
And after a bit of a pause and a sigh,
She confessed she was dating him too...

Today's Words: Some Day

Some day
In another world
We'll meet again,
And we'll run together
Through the cold Spring grass
Like young hares..

Occupational Hazards

Worked as a gardener, but there was no fuschia in it...

Today's Poem : Tocata and Fugue

In my shed is a Wurlitzer Organ
(You can thrash it much more than a Moog)
And I rock the allotments up every weekend,
Playing Bach's "Tocata & Fugue..."