Nathaniel Swift

I started writing a story a while ago about a mom losing her son Marco at a crowded swimming pool. Maybe I should get back to it.

Day 11:

"Months passed, then years. Leaves grew and turned colors and fell, snow blanketed the world and melted away, tides ebbed and flowed. Annie and her mom took care of each other."

-from FROM NOW ON

#TimeTravelAuthors

This news is horri-Bill.

Add a letter, ruin a song

Borin' in the USA

She's not wrong. I'm looking at some crazy aerial (and/or areal) flooding outside the window right now.

The poem:

I was joking and confused, so thank you! I did hear the alert and not read it, and I don't think I've ever heard the word areal before...

Just got a weather alert for an aerial flood in Chicago.

In the air? A flood? In the air?

I'm very confused.

That's good. I imagine it would feel like a violation, and I'm sorry you (and everybody else) has to deal with this.

This is a dystopian horror story. Were you able to opt out?

Both of them have great expressions. Might be time to watch that one again.

Yay?

Who are the X-Men? I didn't see any X-Men.

a man in a suit and tie is playing a red guitar Alt: a man in a suit and tie is playing a red guitar

So they make the top 5 list, yes?

One of the many things I love about camping.

I hope one of them explains it all to me.

a man in a suit is making a funny face and says `` mind blown '' while standing in a bar . Alt: a man in a suit is making a funny face and says `` mind blown '' while standing in a bar .

Okay honestly now it all makes sense. He's not being rude; he's being direct and honest. She knows him, so she's not offended. And she's having fun finding a hat he'll like.

She does. And understands the assignment to find a hat absurdly whimsical enough for him to like it.

And here I am blaming myself when this is all your fault 🤣

The poem:

It's wild to think about how different the world would be if I hadn't voted for Ralph Nader.

I never thought of that.

Bruce Springsteen and the 42nd Street Band

He's a hard dog to please.

I just accidentally wrote an emotionally devastating little poem during the school day. These kids have no idea what I'm dealing with over here.

I'll post it on Patreon and share it when I get a chance.