Humans are weird;
they “wash” out of fright.
They wreck all the sniffs
when my stuff is just right.
My blanket was perfect!
Aroma was fine!
It’s how everybody
could know it was mine.
But then it was stolen
and what they did…man!
They can’t smell the soapsuds
but it’s mine, and I can.
So listen up, people,
there’s more than one “clean,”
and to force your ideas upon me
is just mean.
-Chocolate
I’m Pete Harbeson, a writer (among other things) located near Boston, Massachusetts. In addition to writing my own content, I’ve learned to translate for my loquacious and opinionated pup Chocolate Bossypaws. No surprise, she mostly speaks in doggerel. You can find her contributions tagged with Chocolatiana.
Check out my other blog, Techlimitics, where I’m grappling with the nature of simplicity. You can also find some of my minor software projects at GitHub. Nothing very impressive. I mostly write tiny utilities in Python.
I find myself suddenly de-corporatized (their choice, not mine). To help keep the lights on, buy me a coffee!