What Are You Really Afraid Of?

The new teaser trailer for #TheHobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies will be unveiled tomorrow at 12pm PT / 3pm ET! [x]

Shakespeare Sunday

How can my Muse want subject to invent,
While thou dost breathe, that pour’st into my verse
Thine own sweet argument, too excellent
For every vulgar paper to rehearse?
O, give thyself the thanks, if aught in me
Worthy perusal stand against thy sight;
For who’s so dumb that cannot write to thee,
When thou thyself dost give invention light?
Be thou the tenth Muse, ten times more in worth
Than those old nine which rhymers invocate;
And he that calls on thee, let him bring forth
Eternal numbers to outlive long date.
  If my slight Muse do please these curious days,
  The pain be mine, but thine shall be the praise.

- Sonnet XXXVIII

Today is the fifth anniversary of my very best good friends Ian & Dave Newhem! 25 July 2009!

I wrote this sonnet in honor of their wedding!

"The fog comes/ on little cat feet./ It sits looking/ over harbor and city/ on silent haunches/ and then moves on." - Carl Sandburg (died: 22 July 1967)