I keep forgetting to post the nifty poem I read

Again, the infamous question: It's Friday. Where's my Naruto???

Oh and I'm still working on trying to convince my father to take me and one or two lucky friends to Katsucon. He's not so hot on the whole idea since yesterday he figured out Katsu was in Virginia. He remember when we got lost and he ended up driving into the Pentagon. Good times.

And mean FoxFamily is only showing one Digimon per Sat and Sunday from now on. They want to be able to show their dumb movies. It makes me all growly.

But today, I shall see if I can acquire some nummy mangas: maybe a Gravi and a GetBackers. Don't plan on buying the GetBacker's just looking at it.

Yesterday at my gaming club, I found out Toonami not only has WR, but also has Gundam Seed and Witch Hunter Robin. Why do I never know these things?

Poetry

Lying in a Hammock at William's Duffy's Farm in Pine Island, Minnesota
by James Wright.

Over my head, I see the bronze butterfly,
Asleep on the black truck,
Blowing like a leaf in a green shadow.
Down the ravine behind the empty house,
The cowbells follow one another
Into the distances of the afternoon.
To my right,
In a field of sunlight between two pines,
The droppings of last year's horses
Blaze up into golden stones.
I lean back, as the evening darkens and comes on.
A chicken hawk floats over, looking for home.
I have wasted my life.


This is one of the most awesome poems I have ever read. I love the twist at the end and I love the critic in my literature book trying to rationalize it. I don't think it needs any rationalization. It just is and that's why love it.