A Rather 'Office'tial Valentine's

From the "Valentine's Day episode:

Pam Beesly:
Okay, well, sometimes the gift is really about the gesture, you know, like, what it means instead of what it is.
Dwight Schrute:
You mean... like a ham?
Pam Beesly:
[pause] No, not like a ham. It's about doing something so that the person knows that you really care about her. That you remember her--
Dwight Schrute:
Okay shut up. I know exactly what to do.


Hope everybody had a wonderful Valentine's Day devoid of any ham...or beets.


(Apologies if the sketch is hard to see. Hopefully you can sort of tell who they're supposed to be.)

My two favorite ships on The Office:

My Kind of "Colorful Language"

Long time no see. Been incredibly busy and incredibly-er scatter-brained. Life's good(ish), but blog-posting-at-all-preventing. Here's some poetry and "art" (hah) I've been working on and submitted to my college's literary magazine, The Southern Quill.

fantasyland

i miss my childhood.

everything was simple,

magical

exploring mountainous terrain with my brother james:
the mastadon and triceratops
and me:
the brontosaurus and saber tooth

streaking by on a white horse that looked like
my pink bike with white wheels

racing clothespin boats in a street gutter
with rancho cucamonga neighbor kids

hunting the call of crickets
for hungry green and brown anoles:
liz and rex

hiding amongst a soap forest in my grandma’s
queenly, humungous bathtub

sitting here now and

thinking
wondering
wishing

seeing what was real

remembering wanting

magic

"Caretaker of the Grasslands", MS Paint

"Spirit of a Woman", pencil

Marshall Your Mind and Instill Humanity

Marshall your mind and pen in union
And conduct your paper in jubilant solo symphony
Reach out to the highest peak of understanding seen or unseen
Yearn to seek and find each fathomless meaning

Answer the unasked, the unspoken
Nurture wilting voices and awaken dormant emotions
Negate the pleasing pretty popular perfect positive poem
Evaluate, explore, invite, and instill humanity

"Float", pencil, pastels

sous chef

i’d love to be

simmering in poetry inviting

juices and spices entrancing

students to whittle their own tasting

a part

from the world tasting

the soul

"Empty", MS Paint

That's all for now.

Stay tuned for the next year for my next update.