Way back in the Nineteen Seventies, my granddad quit smoking cigarettes. He said doctors had sufficiently proven to him that cigarettes caused cancer, and he said that anyone who still smoked the things was a fool. He explained that quitting wasn't hard. All he had to worry about was that first cigarette of the day. All he had to do was not smoke that first one.Read More
I've been slacking on my weekly blog, so for the New Year, I'm putting the hammer down. I'm doing daily haiku. Nothing too fancy, just a 5-7-5 rhythm. It'll be good semantics practice.
That's how I roll, I guess: If one project is too challenging for me, then I'll do two!