Charlotte is a writer, and, with a few words, she's able to change Wilbur's life. If Charlotte had written "CRUNCHY" or "TASTY" in her web, the book would have ended with Christmas dinner, and dinner would have been a little smoked Wilbur. Instead, Charlotte convinces Mr. Zuckerman of Wilbur's nobler character traits. Wilbur's "HUMBLE" and "SOME PIG." And Charlotte's little "miracle" works. Thus proving that people will believe almost anything in print.
You may be asking yourself, "What does all this have to do with today's post?" And my answer to that query: "Absolutely nothing." My mind is still a little spent from Christmas, and the approximately six hours of sleep I've gotten in the last two days. Since I have nothing of real import to discuss, I thought I'd try to weave a little web of my own with this post. How about "SOME POET" or "SOME SAINT"? Again, let me remind: if you are looking for any measure of thoughtful reflection tonight, look somewhere else. I am too tired.
Once upon a time, a blogger who called himself Saint Marty was so tired that he couldn't string three words into a coherent thought. So, Saint Marty wrote a pointless post about a blogger who called himself "Saint Marty." Saint Marty was so tired that he couldn't string three words into a coherent thought. So, Saint Marty wrote a pointless post about a blogger who called himself "Saint Marty." Saint Marty was so tired...
That's it. That's all I have.
Saint Marty's going to bed. His eyes are burning, and his head is throbbing. Tomorrow, he'll try to be a little more "RADIANT." Maybe even "TERRIFIC."
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