Mini Me

I turned one year older since my last blog entry. I usually get depressed at this time of the year (a trend that begun the day I turned thirty).

But this time around it is different: my birthday came with a fresh feeling of renewal, brought by newborn son, Nick.

There's always hope when version 2.0 comes out.

Limericks

There was a lady from Bombay
Her breasts looked as if made of clay.
She was short and hairy
And her brow was scary.
But otherwise she was okay.


There was a beast on Noah's Ark
Whose testes glowed red in the dark.
The species is now long extinct:
Such trait (although distinct)
Makes for great a hunter's mark.


There was a guy from Romania,
Who had a limerick mania...

Darn!