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as i labor away, eating and drinking

Off to spend the rest of the day with my family doing typical Labor Day things like drinking beer and eating hot dogs and arguing about the Mets and Yankees.

Thanks to everyone (about 100 so far) who have sent in their stories for Voices. I should be able to get started in earnest uploading all the stories to the site tomorrow.

Being that this is the unofficially the last day of summer, I will leave you with my poem about hot dogs.

ode to a hotdog

i think that i shall never eat
a substance more devoid of meat
than the hot dog i ate last night
but damn, i did eat every bite.
and when i was done i ate another
so did my sister and my mother
i would have gone for three or four
if there had been any more.

hot dogs are the food of gods
despite the arteries they clog
in the oven, on the grill
floating in a watery swill
mustard (yellow), saurkraut
that's what summer's all about
pile them high upon the plates
don't talk to me about nitrates

no turkey, tofu, chicken filler
real meat hot dogs are what's killer
so please don't call me a big ol' meanie
when i won't share my all-beef weenie.


rofl - love that poem. Cool new design, too.

For what little it is worth, I dig the look as well. The little cartoon lady was cool, but the colors and transparency you have now are quality.


Nicely done! (sniff) I love poetry.

And look at this PLACE! Gorgeous. It's gorgeous.

Happy Labor Day.


See Lileks for more on wieners.

I'm not real big on poetry that isn't by Kipling but THAT is a masterpiece (mistresspiece?). If you could bring yourself to move 'cross the river I hear the post of Poet Laureatte (sp?) of New Joisey is vacant.
I like the new look of the site, of course I liked the old look. Actually, you could have it with no graphics, just the text and the occasional picture and it'd be fine with me.

Nise story!

Nise threat! Thanks for info!

Nice story