Just south of the Mason Dixon Line, and roughly 9 minutes away from Pennsylvania’s Waynesboro and off of Maryland’s Smithsburg Pike, sits an old apple cider press. Rustic and solitary, the place surely hasn’t seen an apple pressing for many years, but it doesn’t have to—it’s been imbued with new life.
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An original poem inspired by ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas by Clement Clarke Moore.
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A little bit of a story which I’m reserving rights to. Continues from here:
In honor of Edgar Allen Poe (and his poem The Raven) and in memory of the crickets that like to appear in my home every year (a moment of silence for them, please), around this time:
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Yesterday’s post consisted of things that Sy banged out without much more than five minutes of thought. Essentially, they were creative outlets for his random insanity. I also wanted to post some of his endeavors which he did take time to think about, and even wrote a second (neater) draft to get it right.
What you’ll see are two poems: one in verse and one in prose.
Every now and then my Son does something that gets him in trouble, usually on account of him being insanely hyperactive while being on the verge of a migraine. At these times I try to find a way to both calm him down and redirect his energies.
Usually this consists of me telling him to sit down, stare at a wall for five minutes and then followed by a brief writing session. In the session he has to write down five sentences that tell me something about the wall—and they can’t be mere facts. They must be creative in their formulation, else he has to examine the wall some more.
Yeah, I know; it sounds crazy. Welcome to the world with Me as Dad. Here’s his most recent two sessions followed by a short essay on why he loves Summer that he wrote in Winter.
Many years ago, so the story goes, Newton was bopped on the head by a falling apple and immediately came up with several Laws of Physics. Years later, Einstein was bopped in the head with Time and came up with the Law of Relativity. On the Internet forum I participate in, I have been verbally bopped enough times to unearth the Laws Of E-Debate which are just as foundational to any Laws of Thermodynamics and probably just as provable. Maybe on your jaunts through message forums and online debates you will find these Laws coming to the fore.
Now what you may find is that these Laws might have some proper applicability in some scenarios—yet you may also realize that sometimes, they’re just embarrassing refusals to engage the opposing position properly.
I have a problem. An addiction, even. It started off slow, tentatively with slight trepidation, and then it became a habit. It was so easy to get into and since everybody is doing it, it just felt right. I’m an emoticon addict and I’m trying to quit.