It’s been a very long time since I have written a poem that did NOT get shared to anyone.  One that is so special, about a particular person,  and so precise to my life that it gets it’s own little file on my sacred hard drive.  Like I’m gonna tell ya!  so don’t even think about it!  if it’s meant for you then you will hear it one day.  i know this means jack to you because i’m talking about something you’ll never see, but its important to know that there are now a total of only 5 works in my little personal directory for my whole life. In related news, I HAVE added a few new poems to my poetry collection on here since the last update.  How to get to them?  Go to poetry and go to the August poetry, silly!

This is not to say that all my poetry is not about any one person in particular.  some of them are, in fact some of the august and july poems are about certain individuals, however, they aren’t special.  and the poetry isn’t special in that it is foreshadowing an unseen event as this newest one is.  for instance, for the july issue, poems written on the 10th are about one person (you must be dumb if you can’t figure that one out), the 19th is about another, 29th about the same 10th one.  In the august edition, the one on the 2nd is about a new lady, and the 5th an even different lady!  the one on the 19th is my feelings about the series escaflowne after i finished watching it that night.  All the others for those 2 months are just poems.  They may have been inspired by a particular person, feeling or event, but in general they are not "about" someone. anyway, just some info for you.  see if you can figure out who these named poems are about, betcha can’t.

during work today, the other guys and I were invited  to a recently shut down factory to see if there was anything we wanted to take off their hands.  it was very sad to see this huge building full of extremely large and hefty-duty machinery just sitting there.  the gentleman showing us around showing us what they were offering to get rid of.  we went into peoples offices and he pointed out the guy’s desk, chair, file cabinets, shelves, and the like thing and saying they were hoping to get rid of the stuff for even the smallest amount of money.  just so it can be taken off the site.  people worked at this company, some all of their lives I’m sure.  these items may be just items to us, but they were a part of their everyday life and belongings.  and here we are, a bunch of guys pointing at this guys huge desk, 21" computer monitor and the like things saying "yea i wouldn’t mind having that at home" and "i’d give them 5 bucks for that" sort of statements and it’s very sad.  the building is full of 53,000 pound machines (each), each costing $800,000 new and they are stripped down to parts, flushed of oil via a big tanker truck who pulled up to the building, just waiting to be sold to the highest bidder.  these machines provided food and shelter to families that worked them  in the area, the people are gone, and hustle and bustle of the site is gone, and now they are looking for a way to cut their losses any way they can.  that’s my reflection of today for ya

in the you did not need to know this department, my cats must have just laid a big one, because my bedroom now reeks and in the i noticed but didn’t care dept, i made all the dates in the entries here bold, so you can more easily see where the new news ends and the old begins