Final roundup before 2010
Apparently, Richard Curtis already did it with a rhyme scheme.
Two thousand nine—the year that we
Were taught the benefits of “free.”
A book is now considered bought
When it is sold to you for naught.
This paradox makes perfect sense
Unless you hope for recompense.
We learned that zero is a price.
If you’re the buyer? Really nice!
If you’re the seller? Lots of luck.
With gratis—hard to make a buck!
(For the entire poem, click the orange.)
Tricia and I are on vacation the rest of this week, so I wouldn’t expect any posting until the new year. If you’re bored while waiting for the new year, you can re-read some of our Most Adequate Hits.
Tricia and I jointly review Rebecca and Twilight. (The next book we review will not feature a neurotic, female narrator.)
I live-blogged reading Finnegan’s Wake. (Re-live my pain.)
The short-lived Poetry Thursday produced one worthwhile post when I forced everyone in the newsroom to write haiku. (Sandra Klepach had the best one.)
Tricia read a Harlequin romance and argued all reading was good reading. (This would be an ongoing argument between she and I this year.)
I contended that Romeo and Juliet was not a love story.
Tricia discussed her distaste for Ernest Hemingway, which birthed the Hemingway challenge.
And, finally, I taught ya’ll how to lie.
-Jason Lea, JLea@News-Herald.com
P.S. Behold the power of "Meep!"