When traveling through time, don’t forget location. Without coordinates you end up floating in space and I hear it’s mighty cold. ———————————————————————– Inspired by this episode of StarTalk.
Space is not so dark; if we could see past ROY-G-BIV we’d know microwaves are everywhere, so maybe I could finally cook this burrito in space ————————————————————– I tried to make it fit in tanka form but I am too tired and it just wasn’t working. So the count is way off, but I …
That dire moment, realized only after pouring sweat and blood into the work: in truth you never read the instructions.
It’s funny; on Earth war feels inevitable, yet among the stars clashing nations shake hands, so maybe we all need some space ————————————————————————
I am Spartacus. No, I am. What are you, high? I’m the real Sparty! Will the real Spartacus please stand up and hold-ever-so-still-so-we-can-nail-your-hands-and-the-hands-of-5,999-of-your-best-friends-into-6,000-crosses-please-and-thank-you-it’ll-only-sting-for-a-moment —————————————————————- So, the syllable count might be off on this one as well. This is the state my mind is in guys. This is what writing a tanka every night turns you …
My boyfriend’s idea of playing with our cat is not dangling string or giving her catnip. Instead he speaks to her in Parseltongue. ——————————————————————- Lame title, I know. If you think of a better Harry Potter reference, let me know.
We dance in the rain and you smile, unaware that this could be the end. I want you to know that I always loved your crooked smile.