Because this is just to good, not to share it.

Found this on a the best of Craigslist.

The Grinding Wheels of Justice Bunkbed

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Date: 2010-01-02, 10:05AM EST

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So there you are, suddenly single after fifteen years of faithful monogamy that came to a crashing halt when you discovered that the other �partner� felt that monogamy only applied to one of you, and it wasn�t her. Now, despite the fact that you�ve been a hard-working sole provider for a decade and a half and you technically own half of a really nice, big, house in the burbs, you find yourself sitting in an unfurnished crappy little two-bedroom apartment little bigger than the one you first moved into straight out of college. You have an old table with one chair, a beat up couch you got from your folks back in the early 90s and which they got in the 70s, a mattress with no frame, and thank god, a tv. (But that bitch wouldn�t let you have the remote, would she?) You�re not exactly at the top of your game, but what�s worse is that you don�t know where the kids will sleep.

Yea, the kids. They still love you. They want to come and see you. They did nothing wrong. But now you have nowhere (other than the couch) for them to sleep.

Sound familiar? Well then have I got a deal for you. Feast your eyes upon the Grinding Wheels of Justice Bunkbed.

You see, it will get better. The wheels of karmic justice may grind slowly, but they grind exceedingly fine. You will reconstruct your ego, and your life. Then you�ll slowly start having a social life. You�ll fix some of those things about yourself you always wanted to fix but didn�t have the time/energy because you were so busy being provider/husband/father. You�ll meet a brilliant and gorgeous woman who, coincidentally, happens to be much younger than you. You�ll fall in love. For her part, your ex will fall into bankruptcy, get all sorts of inappropriate tattoos, and basically ruin her own life without any help from you. But the first step to all of that is having somewhere for the kids to sleep. That�s where the bunkbed comes in.

As you can see from the picture, it�s steel framed, relatively new, comes with two mattresses, and the bottom bunk is a couch until you pull it out into a futon. So here is the scale:

If any or all of this applies to you, if you are the one who was cheated (male or female) on and you STILL had to move out and need somewhere for your kids to sleep: $75 and hell, I�ll throw in some pillows for you.

If you are a single mother or father, perhaps for other reasons, it�s still a bargain at $100

If you are a young couple, working hard to make ends meet but doing pretty well, with your whole lives in front of you: $101

If you are the one who cheated in your marriage/partnership, the one who had to leave the house because you could not stop your libido from overruling your vows: $3,275. And I get to punch you in the face. In fact, I'll probably do that anyway, on the principle of the thing. 

Faeries of Fythery (a rhyming tale)

Below are the first to chapters of a rhyming tale that I began on bebo.com, to view the rest of the chapters click the link in the title to be forwarded to that page and remember to become a fan :)






Beginnings are scary yet beautiful things, all depending on the situation.

"Once in a lifetime, you meet someone who changes your world,
if you're lucky, you'll treasure that pearl!"


As in all good tales, we shall begin this rhyme
with the famed quote, of...
Once Upon A Time...

For Once a long time ago, in a land far from our shores,
there lived a faery, in a house not at all like yours.
This house was not a house per say, but a hole in a Redwood,
one of the largest trees today.
This faery was named for her hair, as blue as oceans afar,
They called her Bleu, and she shined like the northern star.

Bleu lived alone for many a day, alone and sad she was,
visiting local village children just wasn't enough.
She longed for that feeling, she'd seen on the maiden's face,
longed for company, yearned for just a taste.
Though she was not naive, no no, she knew it wouldn't be fine,
for once she'd tasted it, she'd want it all the time.

Alas, to dream of such a day, when she could indulge in lustful play,
perhaps letting it bloom into ...dare I say...
perhaps True love someday.



Perhaps perhaps, words of aggravation indeed,
Bleu grew tired of her lustful needs.
Is it normal, sure... acceptable not at all,
but she was certainly determined to fall.

By the autumn she was born, into the sign of love,
and by that sign, she was true enough,
a hopeless romantic, alone of course,
always searching for true love's source.

Till one day, a fine morn to be seen
a stranger approached, with eyes of green
He was tall and handsome, a knight she was sure
glowing with honor, and a heart surely pure.

His steed was the most glorious Dragonfly
with fiery wings, and shimmery turquoise sides,
They both looked quite divine
to a young faerie's eyes.

But to approach could mean reproach, disaster utmost!
But to stay hidden and shy would make her a bad host.
Oh decisions decisions, why always so hard,
putting so much strain on a young girl's heart.