Spent...

What words through yonder monitor break?
It is the truth and I am a son
I rose feeling too soon that envy would fall upon me
and the greif I might feel in comparison to those around
that I might fare well in the market that I too might have a career
Be true this job of which I am envious
This delivery come upon me though I may be green
I would gladly wear the badge and cast off the weary unemployment
It is my treasure! My job! my One!
What job would know that I would have it?
If it could speak of more than nothing, What then?
If this job calls I will answer it
But I am too bold it is not me the job seeks
The heaven might place stars in my eyes
To have some buisness of my own to oversee
How they would twinkle if it were true
What if it could be, these eyes would them see
That this employment would be righter than this twinkle
This mesly position would be quathed by the grandest of positions
And I would be seen throughout the region
the birds would see not me, but my work
and the multitudes would give my works a hand
some would take off their gloves and would clap as lound as they can
That I might hear their hands speak!

Luck?

Hearing the groan of the small ventilation fan on my Mac over the silence of my empty office, I sat to ponder. The dull hum of my monitor penetrating my crown. Amidst this silent cube, I sat to think about how life can be pleasant. Can luck be given dues for the way happiness can strike someone? Whether with love of with wealth or with sunlight? Do we recieve what we have earned and are deserviing of these gifts or is it mere coincidence that we happen upon these circumstances of heartwarming bliss. Whom am I to thank for this? For the joy I feel knowing someone loves me? That a person could care deeply enough for someone else as to tell them how much they matter and how much that person is worth to the other. It takes great streaghth of emotion and trust to go forward through such an action, a selfless one at that.

I would like to thank anyone and everyone who somewhere somehow has stopped thinking about themselfves and has though of another with respect, not looking up at them as though they are a perfect creation but rather as a friend, as a lover with intimate and equal importance and thanked them.

Turnips vs. Coffee based beverages

Instigated by a discussion between my co-founder and myself whilst in a popular frozen dairy sales outlet, we have chosen to turn to our fanbase for answers!
We ask you, fanbase, to help us with this question, wherein the answer could mean a shattering of life as we know it:

Question : In the past month, has the world wide consumption of turnips overtaken the single serving purchase of coffee based beverages?

*N.B. the beverages need not have been consumed, mearly purchased
Send forth your opinions and/or answers


(Yes we are weird)