'bout Time

Okay, so there has been some gap between creating this blog and now - the first post. Everyone's busy, but I really have been busy lately and definitely not procrastinating. As if I didn't have enough to do, a couple of weeks ago I decided I should set up my own little piece of online real estate. So, I started setting up a website http://www.julianrhudson.com/, and it's become my new toy of sorts, playing and tinkering with it after work, amongst other things.

Anyway, no more excuses. Behold, the grand opening of Does My Blog Look Big in These Shorts?! (the online world goes wiiild...)

Before I post some actual writing, I just wanted to share this small thought with you, something I thought of today at work while I was wrangling a hefty load of paperwork: Why do they call them paper clips when they're made of metal? I guess calling them 'clips made of metal for papers' was too long-winded.

Cease the superfluousness...it's time for a poem I wrote one windy, cold day at my mum's outside on the verandah (I've no idea why I was sitting out in this weather).

The Biscuit Tin and The Boy

The biscuit tin sits wide and round high on the pantry shelf

With the aid of Dad’s chair, he’ll get up there and help himself

To his excitement and surprise some chocolate ones lay beckoning

A chubby hand darts in for as many as it’ll hold, that’s his reckoning

All has gone to plan as he descends now to the floor

But his elation turns to fear as Mum bursts through the kitchen door

July 2010