you are now emigrating to Uruguay

You are now wondering if you can get a good bagel and schmear in Montevideo.

you are now thinking you could use a good shvitz.

you are now thinking you could use a good shvitz, especially after that slug mating picture, and then googling the video.

you are now already missing summer's light

you are now annoyed that you're not supposed to drink tea or eat garlic, chocolate, or broccoli for one full day.

You are now posting a new poem:

The Tweets

Hear the twitters at their tweets,
Tiny tweets!
Oh what a world of followers ignore their blah blah bleats!
How they twitter, twitter, twitter,
Out in cyberspace tonight
While the stars that twitter glitter
And the wannabes are bitter
As they spit their snarky spite
With their thumbs thumbs thumbs
As they chatter to their chums
Through a twitterate tweetosity that deafens and defeats
Through their tweets, tweets, tweets, tweets,
tweets, tweets, tweets,
Through their hundred forty characterized bleats!

Hear the tweeting of each twit
Lonely twit
What a world of loneliness could ever give a shit?
In the silence of the night
Bent to dim LED light
With a small sad expectation
That some follower might care --
It's a lot like masturbation,
But without the sexy flair,
With their thumbs thumbs thumbs
As they chatter to their chums
Through a twitterate tweetosity that lacks both grace and wit,
Oh the twit, twit, twit, twit,
Twit, twit, twit,
Oh the bleating indiscreeting that they ought not to transmit!

you are now thinking of ironicgoose and wondering where he flew

you are now thinking (along with Ysa) where ironicgoose got to. I think he flew the coop. He was bored.

hurtling through space at hundreds of thousands of miles an hour

You are now placing an order with the breeder who brought you your favourite dog ever, for a puppy from a litter out of him and her. SQUEEEEE!

...you are now so envious of Trish's wonderful news. My hub is hinting (a lot) that he's ready for a new dog. It's been over a year now.

you are now wondering what to do with all this swiss chard.

You are now going back and harvesting some "Crops!" :D