Friday, March 17, 2006

Wait Staff

My blog is down!
I can’t nourish my inspiration
with the proteinaceous comments
that my muse has become addicted to.
She’s starting to eat
the lining of my stomach,
threatening to take out bowel
if word offerings aren’t delivered soon.
I told her they said
it was a server problem,
she munched back, “hire a new waiter!”

(all rights resevered Pat Paulk 2006)

11 comments:

Aurora said...

What a mean, vicious muse you have. Sure hope you're not the victim of muse-to-poet abuse. I hear 60 Minutes is planning an exposé on the topic.

catnapping said...

Set her on your lap, and kiss her senseless. She'll come around...I would.

And damn Blogspot to bloody hell!

cat (aka rebecca)

Borut said...

Amusing. A ritual-oriented muse. My advice: Just stick to the ritual, of course, if you can...

polona said...

is there a blogoholic anononymous support group? 'cause if not, one should be set up asap.

its_baxter said...

ha..this is funny. thank you for all your nice, constructive comments all the time :)

Shane said...

heh heh

Queen Neetee said...

Ouch! Eat yogurt for the stomach pain and type endlessly as if there is no tomorrow!

Talk out loud so that your muse can hear you and click "enter" every 30 minutes and say, "There, another one posted."

That should keep her confused until you come up with something else.

Good luck friend!

floots said...

i agree with queen neetee
yoghurt = culture
= blog
but there is no blog
therefore no desserts

(glad you're up and running again) :)

Pat Paulk said...

Ah, back from the lake and the muse has fresh"comments' to feed on. Thanks everyone!

Christine Klocek-Lim said...

*Grin* Yes, I can relate. When my internet connection fails, I get stir-crazy. I think this is called an "addiction." We can all eat yogurt together and gripe.

Eric said...

eat drink and be merry for tomorrow the blog will be down . . .