BY DANA GIOIA
Pity the beautiful,
the dolls, and the dishes,
the babes with big daddies
granting their wishes.
Pity the pretty boys,
the hunks, and Apollos,
the golden lads whom
success always follows.
The hotties, the knock-outs,
the tens out of ten,
the drop-dead gorgeous,
the great leading men.
Pity the faded,
the bloated, the blowsy,
the paunchy Adonis
whose luck’s gone lousy.
Pity the gods,
no longer divine.
Pity the night
the stars lose their shine.
Source: Poetry (May 2011)
I know this is super late but I still can’t get over the fact that my bosses gave me an iPad. Jon managed to cut my sim today so it can fit inside the slot (thanks Jon!). I can now surf, post blog entries and play online games using my iPad. Yipee!
Thanks again Matt Barrie & Greta Stojanovich. 
I recently purchased a Wonder Wash and I’m actually surprised that it’s still available in the market. Last I saw it was probably before I went to college. Anyway, I thought it would be great since the condo unit where I am staying is a bit small and I hardly have time to go home.
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I demolish my bridges behind me…then there is no choice but to move forward. – Firdtjof Nansen
There comes a time when one must take a position that is neither safe, nor politic, nor popular, but he must take it because his conscience tells him it is right…. – Martin Luther
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