So I let it slip out yesterday that I am writing a poem about a friend of mine, one Eric Braun.
This is going to be fantastic.
There is nickname I gave him that I know he loathes me for ever speaking it aloud - Brauny Bear. I don't know what the inspiration was for it at the moment, but it came out one day and it has stuck in my mind. The best part was convincing his girlfriend to call him that when they were behind closed doors. No report back yet as to if that happened.
I can't remember the last time I wrote anything poetic, so this has been a bit of a task so far. I will say that what I have is pretty funny, but it probably is the something that I find funny to myself. When writing it, I imagine a little something like Tim Curry singing it to him. In fact, if I ever get the courage to sing it, it will be done in that way.
Today's events are taking me to my storage unit. I am going to retrieve some comics that I will be putting up on ebay this week. I also will be on the south end of town to hang out with my friend Gale while he has a cook out at his place. His place will eventually become my place as well, and that will happen when his soon to be ex wife and him settle their divorce.
Today's first meal will be mac n cheese, because I am a grown up who doesn't know the limits to their body's desires. Today also is mother's day, so I will have to give a shout out to my mom at some point. I don't want to do it over social media, as I find the many thousand of other friends doing it weird and annoying.
And with nothing else to write about for now, I leave with a short salutation.
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