http://bowlofoatmeal.com Full of Crunchy Intellectual Goodness Fri, 26 Oct 2007 16:25:27 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en Why is this word such a bugaboo for me?  If you do some cursory research on 'taint' (n), you come up with various definitions: a hit in tilting, a knock/blow, a disease in horses, a conviction, a stain/blemish, an unpleasant smell, a corruption/infection, and a trace/tinge of disease. The OED provides ... http://bowlofoatmeal.com/2007/10/26/say-it-taint-so/ A Plate of Rispetto Just as I watch your fork wind little strings of spaghetti, My thoughts unravel on my too-full mental plate Of how to compose lines like Ferlinghetti Or how to twine wisps of words, confused and inchoate. How does one season a bland lyrical repast? In time your tomato-y dinner wanes; these lines ... http://bowlofoatmeal.com/2007/10/24/the-cereal-poet-4/ Ocks of Zor, or Zorocks as he is affectionately known, hails from the planet Zor, of course.  After striking out in kickball (and thus his disgruntled visage) yesterday, Zorocks allowed me to come into his presence and told me he wants his own profile on the internet(s).  Here are his ... http://bowlofoatmeal.com/2007/10/23/meet-zorocks/ Scott's Haiku Scott wants a haiku-- I don't know how to write one-- Perhaps this will do? http://bowlofoatmeal.com/2007/10/23/the-cereal-poet-3/ Traditional Stack-a-meal is a fun, interactive meal—you construct your plate with the simple ingredients of canned peas, instant potatoes, Manwich sloppy joe sauce, and cheese for topping.   I have experienced Stack-a-meal first hand, and it is a creative event worth the time and energy.  Traditional Stack-a-meal, once dubbed "Man-meal" ... http://bowlofoatmeal.com/2007/10/22/re-inventing-stack-a-meal/ I can't manage a conflagration today--a limerick will have to do.  O for a muse of fire There once was a muse of fire Who wanted to desperat'ly retire She talked to her boss Who was sad at the loss And said, "Relinquish your badly singed lyre." http://bowlofoatmeal.com/2007/10/20/the-cereal-poet-2/ Ode to a Cherry Jolly Rancher   From your wooden vessel I pluck you, gladly Seeking out only your red rippling rosy flavorality Deeper and deeper I thrust my hand to crinkle your Transparent blanket, tickling crackling synapses Until you can no longer resist me. Eschewing all of your kin— Watermelon, Grape, Green Apple, Raspberry— None please me but ... http://bowlofoatmeal.com/2007/10/19/the-cereal-poet/ Dear Tilda, My, it has been a long time!  I am sorry to be so negligent in my response to you and your comment and query.  I do hope you have found the information you were seeking. I hardly need tell you, Tilda, that I have been quite busy.  What with my ... http://bowlofoatmeal.com/2007/10/19/an-open-letter-to-tilda/ Now full of intellectual fiber! http://bowlofoatmeal.com/2006/03/09/welcome-to-bowl-of-oatmeal/