by Kent Pilkington | Feb 19, 2017 | Whimsical, Writing
Mr. Badger Beard There’s a badger that grows upon my face. He fancies himself a beard. He starts out scratchy and softens up, but still feels itchy and weird. The part that grows underneath my nose likes to steal sips from my drink He laps it up and laughs at me...
by Kent Pilkington | Oct 24, 2011 | Whimsical, Writing
To log in, or not to log in: that is the question: Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of flame wars and political diatribe, Or to take arms against a life without pokes and likes and LOLCats, And by opposing end them? To log off: to...
by Kent Pilkington | Oct 9, 2006 | Whimsical, Writing
I want to do it my own way! It doesn’t matter what you say. I do not care about the cost, or other things that might be lost. Yes, it’s selfish. Yes, its rude. If you were like me, you would, too!
by Kent Pilkington | Jun 21, 2006 | Whimsical, Writing
I live inside my head. It’s where I work and play. I use my eyes to see the world, or push it all away. My ears sit right there on each side to catch a passing sound, and when I want to change the scene, I push my feet around. I also have a nose that works to...
