A Cold Day

A cold day

My car broke down on the interstate yesterday.
A pulley froze and a belt flew away
That’s what the men at Goodyear say.

For some reason my mind has been churning out these silly rymes. Maybe it’s because I have had so little sleep in the last few days. Its been an interesting few days at that. Riding my bike to work in cold weather (-18f wind chill), However the bright spot would be spending time with my mom and dad, who were my ride between the garage and home.

My son asked me to write a poem for him about sliders from white castle. He insisted that it must contain the word rat; there is no telling what he is going to do with it. I hope he doesn’t turn it in for some writing project at school.

See how my mind wonders, it’s a sure sign that its time for me to go to bed now that my car is fixed and I am home.

Take care