Sunday Squibs

 

My phone I threw in fit of hate 

Said Siri girl, "And you’re so great?"

For all that our phones do: connect us to the world, find us pizza, answer our silly questions- it’s ungenerous for us to complain about its minor bugs and glitches

You may use colorful language, but if your listener is the paint-by-the-numbers type, you’ll be wasting your breath.  

A celebrity would rather be infamous than unfamous. 

Perseverance is the virtue needed for correcting our errors.

Prudence would make that virtue unneeded.

The old ego should be content to relax like an old dog by the fire. 

But no. It's a Tasmanian devil, jumping in the fire and spreading flames throughout the house.

They say the devil can't read our minds.

I wonder if he can read lips.

Before leaving home I review the four elements- 

fire: check the stove

air: set the thermostat

earth & water: flush the toilet.

A good editor understands the ignorance or smarts of the audience and suggests additions and cuts. The author can ignore those edits at his or her own risk.

Some won’t keep pets

They don't like that they shed

We all keep some bunnies

Under the bed