

The Decision "Mr. President, I know I don't have much more of a claim on your time, but I've given you all the facts about this project and I can see you don't much approve. You're thinking that spending money on a park in the middle of a depression like this one is a waste of time and money and a handful of other important things that should not be wasted. It's in a secluded spot, not much foot traffic, nobody would be able to see it, and so on. You're thinking, in short, that you should not issue the funds to construct this park, as humble as it is. That's fine; that's your prerogThe Decision


Concerning NemoGive vent! and explain his odd mood of late; 'Tis no small matter that makes the state He is currently in.Concerning Nemo
It is a matter of life, you see; This mechanical man feels No flush of blood to warm his mask When loving or loved, and none to warm him On nights of chill lassitude.
And how he walks! Oh, with a tempered gait, periodic intervals of impact and sway and a stiff concussion at each pause ere going on his stolid way.
No man, then, and no mind to sway? - A life too prosaic for poetic madness, indeed.


The Coder's LamentOooohhhh -The Coder's Lament
The budget was cut back, Now we're left with but one rack, in the server room hosting our mountain of code. The build is so bad, it's the worst that we've had, On any computer that's running our code.
Oh, our code is a shitheap, Ain't a line that we can keep - We'd give our left arms just to see the thing run!
We'd had a grand plan - Right down to the man, We'd structure and lay it out all beforehand. Not a line out of place Not a single stack trace On any computer that's running our code
Now our code is a shi


November AfternoonAn afternoon in fey November - a day that paused athwart the night, with sun beheld through screen of clouds and rain a sultry, tempting 'might' -November Afternoon
I stopped mid-stride, and listened where I stood, and let the silence win my breathing and my beating heart. I bade the evening to begin.
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Perforation is a rip-off
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English doesn't borrow from other languages. It follows them down dark allies, knocks them over, and goes through their pockets for loose grammar.
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Perforation is a rip-off
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Life beckons....choose wisely
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