Today's Movie Quote: "Have you tried talking to a corpse? It's boring."
I've been doing a little writing, posted a haiku in haikudom
which I'll not inflict on you here. It is not a style I particularly relish nor for which I have a great affinity but I feel compelled to the form on occasion with execrable results. I've resolved a number of times to try my hand at some free verse but I somehow am unable to express myself well in such fashion. Rhyming poetry is my preference and I am enamored of verse with considered meter and a rhyme-scheme that is rigidly enforced. I recall a definition of the word "Incompossible" as being: the inability of two things to simultaneously exist as Gods mercy to man and the poetry of Walt Whitman. Incompossible is a single word for the more common phrase "mutually exclusive". Perhaps encountering this definition in my malleable youth has forever warped my ability to commit free verse. Oh well, the sonnet will never die as a poetic form.
The day has been slow. I rose late from my slumbers and did little all day but eat. There's been no television worth watching during the day for some time now. I have hopes for a number of evening shows that are at the beginnings of their new season. I look forward to developments in CSI, Supernatural, and Medium. With luck, some of the other twenty or more shows I follow will develop well too.