Apr 4, 2008
A letter to my boss, in which I clarify—to his comfort—how prosaic I intend to remain.
Like this post?
Dear boss,
This is my 100th post.
I hope it’s clear by now: 22 words do not a poem make.
Cheers,
Abraham
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Personally, I think you’re kind of cheating with the long titles! ;-)
Abraham,
I am honored to have sparked the subject of your 100th post.
Now I understand. I like this better than poetry.
Abraham’s boss peeked in on his blog.
Like Randy, he shouted, “Yo, Dawg!”
100th post it may be,
Though not poetry–
If it were, he’d jump ship like a frog!
(My apologies on the last line…I ALWAYS STUMBLE ON THE LAST LINE!)
Still lovin’ the concept of 22 Words…I pretty much know what I’m gettin’ when I pull up your page: profundity in a nutshell.
Man, it feels like yesterday when I outed you. 100 posts? Man you are a machine.
But then again 2200 words in three months isn’t that much.
But then again those 2200 words have been greater significance and consideration than any other 2200 we have read.
Nice work, brother, and I look forward to seeing you in eleven days.