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Nice one, moat! Just one

MrSmith1 — Thu, 31 Oct 2013 03:41:09 +0000

In reply to Just one simple thing: A

Nice one, moat!

Just one simple thing ...

Don't forget to feed the dog.

What dog?!! Oh, dear Lord ...

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Effort knows itself,

AND knows who's been bad or good,

just like Santa Claus.

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Just one simple thing: A

moat — Thu, 31 Oct 2013 01:46:34 +0000

In reply to Nice. Habit treads

Just one simple thing:

A small change of direction;

Effort knows itself.

Nice. Habit treads

MrSmith1 — Mon, 28 Oct 2013 00:15:09 +0000

In reply to The pattern returns. Stasis

Nice.

Habit treads water,
take a risk goes swimmingly,
indecision drowns.

The pattern returns. Stasis

moat — Sun, 27 Oct 2013 23:17:21 +0000

In reply to A Chilly Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon ...

The pattern returns.

Stasis requires energy.

Habit treads water.

Yes, that section of 30 Rock

MrSmith1 — Sun, 27 Oct 2013 01:56:44 +0000

In reply to From the picture and my

Yes, that section of 30 Rock was a bit weird; very low ceilings and they made it seem even more claustrophobic by putting carpeting on the walls. The good part was that there was a garden on the 11th floor and the entrance to it was right behind my desk. It always made me wonder how the huge trees there continued to thrive. They were planted in the 1930's, and when I was there, a couple of the trees were at least 12-14 inches around. I keep wondering where the roots were and how long would it take for them to break into the SNL studio on the 8th floor.

I always look forward to your

MrSmith1 — Sun, 27 Oct 2013 01:47:29 +0000

In reply to You know these pix and

I always look forward to your response, DD. Wonderful.

If you're old and cold,

the problem, friend, might be the

pilot light's gone out.

You must find a match

and strike it on some scratch, and

get yourself re-lit.

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I find I am old ...

it's a bit of a surprise.

I thought I was ripe.

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I have been so cold

I didn't just shiver, I

would spit ice-cubes.

(for the more explicit version, replace the "p" in spit with an 'h"...)

From the picture and my

Oxy Mora — Sun, 27 Oct 2013 00:07:18 +0000

In reply to These are excellent, Oxy.

From the picture and my screen angle which made it darker, it appeared to me you were down in the catacombs. That's funny. In any case, I'm glad to confirm the underground passageway story.

You know these pix and

Richard Day — Sat, 26 Oct 2013 20:50:01 +0000

In reply to A Chilly Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon ...

You know these pix and comments are wonderful Smith.

I composed the following but I am not sure what they mean. Hahahahah

Hell, I am not sure what I mean!

Oh melting the tears?

I have been melting for years.

I have been so cold

Then, I find the warmth

And I am not so so cold

I find I am old

My prospects seem far away

And there are my tears

I get so so upset

With the sins of the rulers

And yet I am cold

I used to be hot

Used to radiate with hate

Now I am water

The Snowman was pure

The Snowman was above it

I am old and cold

The life force has gone

Gone so very far away

I am old and cold

These are excellent, Oxy.

MrSmith1 — Sat, 26 Oct 2013 04:21:43 +0000

In reply to Just terrific, Smith. Great

These are excellent, Oxy.

And I can conform that passageway. If you knew your way around, you could stay underground in the Rockefeller Center area from 42nd St, all the way up to 54th St.

I was in a bit of a rush today, so I didn't get to post all the photo haikus, so I may just save them until next week ...

P.S. It's now a couple of hours after I posted the above response ... and I just realized that you may have misunderstood me when I called what I did the NBC Underground Tour. LOL I had been trying to understand why you mentioned that factoid about going from Grand Central to 30 Rock ... Geez. I can be dense sometimes. LOL Now, I'm going to be chuckling about that the rest of the night. For the record, I meant Underground as in subversive, not subterranean. ;-)

Just terrific, Smith. Great

Oxy Mora — Sat, 26 Oct 2013 00:33:44 +0000

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Just terrific, Smith. Great stories. Love the diner miniature.

(I had a friend who swore he could walk underground all the way from Grand Central to 30 Rock.)

For years when I worked at 245 Park I had a key to a street level side door on 46th street which was just over Track 17, which was the one for stuff going out to Fairfield county. Otherwise, one had to go into GC and double back---maybe 10 minutes longer. The way I got the key was I saw a guy I knew who like a spy just opened the door and disappeared off the sidewalk so I asked him about it and a few days later he produced a copy of the key. I never gave anyone else a copy but I guess the thing got too popular and the building manager found out about it and shut it down.

After your fine presentation, I hesitate to put these out, but here goes, the first one in honor of your fine effort.

Content is endless.

Form is the edge of something.

Three lines wrap it up.

Gloucester's no hunchback!

Can't trust anyone these days.

What, Quasimodo?

Amber morning light

Barn floating on dewy glen

Cows just love post cards..