It seems I have so many things to include that I don't quite know where to begin, and will therefore in all likelihood forget a lot of it ... *Deep breath*
First of all, I'm delighted to say [err, type] I made it through the NAPOWRIMO challenge. I got behind on two of the weekends but got caught back up just in the nick of time. So that's over. Whew.
Discovery: My poetic "stride" is the equivalent of that one rhino always tagging along, huffing and puffing, at the end of those silly stampede scenes from Jurassic Park. Do you remember? The little out-of-breath rhino; that's me. I can't even begin to keep the frenetic pace required for NAPOWRIMO. Luckily I am not the norm--I ran onto so many absolutely breathtaking poets through this challenge!
So many that it makes me wonder, tentatively of course, if a longer, albeit slightly less frantic, poetry challenge would be a good idea. Sort of like The Chrysalis Experiment (such a great idea!), only for poetry; one prompt a week, one poem a week, for a year or something. I looked around a bit and haven't found one yet; is anyone game?
Either way, I'm going to do it; I realized I certainly need to work harder in the poetry area. Anyone interested in writing with me, let me know.
Let's see...what else.
Oh yes, pop culture. The big wedding. Yes, I loved the dress. Yes, when I was a tweenie I had US Weekly photos of Prince William on my wall (*gasp*--how un-American of me!).
But enough is enough. Seriously--Fox News, I'm pointing at you specifically--lay off the royal wedding. Give me a breather. E Entertainment exists for a reason; so you can turn.
Am I alone in this? Am I the Scrooge of the Royal Wedding? Very well then; I am the Scrooge of the Royal Wedding. (I am the universe, I contain multitudes.) BAH HUMBUG! GET BACK TO WORK, YOU LOAFING NEWS TEAMS!
On a much more serious note, I just watched the President's address a bit ago. Apparently, Bin Laden is dead. It only took the United States military--a military which has more funding pumped into it than any other military on the planet--ten-ish years to do it. What exactly all this means, we have yet to decide.
Now before I get too political and shoot myself in the foot *looks nervously around for fmr. VP Dick Cheney*, two things of extreme, dire interest:
1.) I just baked the most bad-assed cake in the whole world. It's called "Bete Noir." Oh, so decadent.
2.) My radishes are about ready to harvest, and all my other plants, with the exception of one, are sprouted! (Damn rosemary. Why did I think I could pull off growing it from seed?!) Yay! Here's what's coming in the garden:
- Hybrid tea rose (hooray, winter didn't kill it!)
- Some weird, leggy cacti..?
Alright, I think I've crammed so much into this post it's about to burst. As I mentioned, Happy May Day everyone. Enjoy your springs and summers, and to those of you in the southern hemisphere, enjoy your falls and winters.