We came out of the Fox Tower Regal Cinema at about 4:30 today after seeing "TransAmerica" [a great movie, by the way; Felicity Huffman deserves her Oscar nomination and perhaps the trophy itself...but we digress] and there, lo and behold, snowflakes in downtown Portland in mid-February! Funny how something so simple, and so unexpected, would bring out the inner-child of every downtown denizen at the moment. Odd how the weather can achieve so much kindness toward one another in ways that not much else does.

Thats Nice

Kinda makes ya feel all warm and fuzzy, and NICE, Yes?

Will nice week be over soon pleeeeezzze?

Tsk, tsk. It's starting to grow on me.

The City of Roses with a blog and a kitten,
Reading the comments of those who have written,
Forgetting the tram, the mall and the schools,
I’m on the blog that Jack alone rules.

Writing a poem without making the cheap shots,
Keeping a vow to think only the good thoughts,
Practically wiping the negative out
I don’t know what we’ll all talk about.

When the blog bites
And the words sting
When the news is bad
I simply remember Jack’s pulling the strings
And then I don’t feel I've been had.

Snowflakes were falling out Farmington way, too. My husband is praying for a snow day (as if federal holidays aren't enough for him)!

Having an AWD vehicle is definitely nice.

Ode to Nice Week

There once was a blogger named Jack

Who decided his mood was too black

To counter this mood

He banned all the rude

To comment the price

Was to be only nice

He chose a sweet little kitten to replace

The imposing dread-locked billboard face

Jack’s legions known for their sharp tongue wit

Gushed love not war like an amorous twit

So nice they were in all their comment

So sweet we feared some might vomit

At least when this nice week does pass

We can skip confession on way to mass

Nice... try...

Jack Bog repressed his blog,
a noble attempt at kinder,
his viewers sat puzzled,
then joined in the nuzzle,
cuz everyone needs a reminder.