I got nothin’ –there’s not a whole lot to say today. Had I brought my camera with me yesterday, I’d have some sweet-ass pictures of wake-surfing on a 60′ yacht and Paul Allen’s suite at the Seattle Sounders game. But I didn’t think ahead, so my epic day is left to words when pictures would be so much better.
So, today I figured I’d leave you with a (not so perfect) poem inspired by another Moleskine writing prompt. Prompt #20: Write a poem including these phrases: “empty soda cans,” “aging rock stars,” and “crusts of bread.” (I modified “crusts of bread” to be “crumbs”) Here’s the final-ish product.