Resuming Activity

Yeesh, a whole month of inactivity. A product of laziness in part, to be sure, but also because things were heating up toward the end of rehearsals in the community production of Edward Albee's The Zoo Story I was directing. After that much of my time was spent planning for the trip I'm about to embark on. After a brief jaunt in Wisconsin I'll be in New York City for a week. I have my camera, and I should have easy internet access, so I'll do what I can to document my exploits my first time in The Big Apple; when I'm not out and about, of course.

I'll try to throw up a few limericks in the meantime, and maybe some more straightforward musings as well; when a handful of topics dominates the news cycle the way health care reform has, it gets laborious having to find ever more elaborate ways of rhyming similar material anew. And the more I have to force these, the less impressive they are anyway, so hopefully this means better quality in exchange for quantity (though after a month of silence I suppose anything is an improvement).

More soon.

Barack Obama Wins Peace Prize. Really.

The world loves Obama, we knew that for sure.
His olive branch offers are fine overtures.
But doing the nasty,
They shouldn't go fastly.
The Peace Prize awarded him comes premature.

Chicago out of Olympic running

Obama hit Denmark, but they were not sold,
Chicago won't host the Olympian gold.
Repubs cheer the loss.
What would it have cost?
Blah blah blah, this story is already old.

Polanski's Still a Rapist

Polanski, who sure makes a great picture show,
Had sex with a thirteen-aged girl who said 'no.'
He skipped town to boot,
But punishment? Shoot!
To actually try him is evil. You know?

Dictators at the U.N.

Adhmadi loves freedom, and Chavez smells hope,
Qadaffi can ramble at epic a scope.
These crooks don't deserve this,
But this is a service:
A firsthand observance of what makes them dopes.

John Edwards, a Father (Again)

More info untold in his president run,
John Edwards is father to's mistress' son.
He said they'd be married
When Liz was dead, buried.
The number of bastards here's greater than one.

Iran's Anti-Israel Protests Subverted

With Israel's offenses Iran its own shields.
Reformers, uniting them, make th' same appeal.
The government's factioned
By th' scapegoat they've fashioned,
A bludgeoning cudgel too heavy to wield.