Poetry |
Many of my friends in comedy are pretty down on poetry, as an art form. I guess I understand. It's pretty pretentious, and sad to ask someone "Would you like to hear the poem I've been wo...
Posted by Davin Wood on Fri, 06 Jun 2008 05:50:00 PST |
Letters sometimes make words |
Sometimes, just the difference of a couple of letters can give a sentence a whole new, different meaning. For instance, tonight, I was looking at a news website, and came across the headline: "...
Posted by Davin Wood on Fri, 18 Jan 2008 06:28:00 PST |
Hot dogs and hobos |
Today, I saw a homeless man at a redlight on Glendale, crossing the street. He was about 50-ish, with a gray beard, and some graying in his hair. He looked like he probably smelled bad.&nb...
Posted by Davin Wood on Fri, 22 Jun 2007 12:16:00 PST |
private entry |
Ha ha! I fooled you! It's not a private entry!
Posted by Davin Wood on Tue, 21 Nov 2006 08:02:00 PST |
There's a reason babies are cute |
I recently read an interesting article on how mammals are programmed to have maternal/paternal reactions to other baby mammals. Something deep in our medulla oblongatas is wired to recognize fea...
Posted by Davin Wood on Sat, 14 Oct 2006 09:18:00 PST |
The boy who loved soup |
I'm so glad I have friends who are the archiving type. I tend to create things I think are ok, and then discard them in annual "What the fuck do I need this for?" episodes. So anyway, abou...
Posted by Davin Wood on Thu, 28 Sep 2006 02:34:00 PST |
My Uncle's band, in the Sixties |
http://southerngaragebands.com/LordsofLondon.html My Dad's brother Darryl [2nd from left] was in a Mop-Top Garage-Band back in the mid-sixties. They were called "The Llords of London." In South Geor...
Posted by Davin Wood on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
