Uh.oh.

I have a buddy and a few friends that went to Santa Clara University in Silicon Valley.  Take a look because I’ve always been fascinated by it.  Go Broncos!  They went golfing while I froze my ass off on snow days in Maryland.

 www.scu.edu

After the New Year and Holiday upswing–it’s now time to hunker back down into ordinary time.  Happy Valentines Day anyone?  Am I jumping the gun?  I know what I’m gonna do next.  I’ll write a poem about existentialism.  We are now officially in an existential time period.  It’s now up to each one of us to keep life interesting because there are a few very minor holidays ahead of us.  Except for birthdays!  That’s what we can all look foward to until next Novemberish.  The next big thing is your birthday.  Time for me to go write an existential poem or watch a movie. 

So I’ve had my share of honor student woes and wicked honor student competitors from grade school through college.  Nice people with a plan to cramp my style. . .ever since elementary school.  Here’s one for the villains–past and present.

My friend Juaquin 

My friend Juaquin hates me.

Not for any reason at all.

He hates me for being smart.

Juaquin hates me.

He thinks I’m dumb.

That’s not right.

He’s not nice.

He shows my Mom his tongue.

My Mom cries.

I forgive Juaquin.

He is dumb.