We're almost there, we've paid our fare with a hobo song

[gogmagog]

The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ
Moves on; nor all thy Piety nor thy Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
-- Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam, translated by Edward FitzGerald

Unfortunately, my problem is that my finger is not moving, or at least not for the right reasons; I'm having a ridiculous motivation problem finishing up the last couple of items for my comps portfolio, but for some reason have no problem moving my fingers to take a blogging break. Still, perhaps this will get me back in the writey mood, or something. (Or maybe I just need to stop being a dumbass and suck it up and finish...yeah, I think that's more likely.)

However, I am sad that I forgot my camera at home today, because on my way to the office from the Airliner, I saw a squirrel on the Pentacrest with a half-eaten slice of Airliner pizza in its mouth. It was alternately nibbling on said half-slice and carrying it around, which was kind of hilarious because the piece of pizza was larger than the squirrel's entire body (sans bushy tail, of course). Nevertheless, it was a pretty kickass squirrel (after all, who wants nuts when you've got PIZZA?); and even squirrels endorse Airliner pizza as the best in town!

Why do I have no squirrel icon, not even of Dramatic Squirrel? (Never mind that he is in fact Dramatic Prairie Dog.) Oh well, furry raccoon Mario's close enough, I guess...they both have bushy tails and love Italian food.

Comments

[yoshitsune.livejournal.com]

Haha, we don't have any squirrels quite as brazen as that last group, but nevertheless the ones downtown tend not to be all that scared of people, since there are usually so many around.