Saturday, Poetry Month, and A PREDICTION

Warm, partly cloudy, and HUMID AGAIN. GRRAR. No rain, though, so I need to water everything on the deck (including the tomatoes, which so far are doing fabulously).

Tomorrow is April 1st, and we all know what that means. IT'S NATIONAL POETRY MONTH! And just like in years past (since 2008, as a matter of fact), I'll be celebrating by posting a poem a day (except on weekends). As always, they'll be in their own post, behind a cut, so folks who would prefer not to read can easily scroll past. Comment if you feel like it, don't if you don't. It's just an opportunity to post something a little bit different. :-)

So. I've been reading the latest round of spoilers and press releases, and I was talking with some friends this morning, and I was STRUCK WITH AN EPIPHANY. It was painful, but I soon recovered. ( My prediction for the 'House' series finale ...  )

Remember chiclets -- YOU HEARD IT HERE FIRST. :-D