tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728987993847636911.post5208806638514447778..comments2009-07-31T21:05:32.230-05:00Comments on Ben's Page: Drivers DiariesPoethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14846765472896286518noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728987993847636911.post-27157954240757466472006-12-13T10:40:00.000-05:002006-12-13T10:40:00.000-05:00I want to make it a series. Drivers Diaries. Just ...I want to make it a series. Drivers Diaries. Just some things that I see and think of on the road. There is a Podunk Ave. off M-57 between Greenville and Rockford, as for the rest...<br />That's a pretty cool compliment to say that it has a beat poet feel to it. Thanks. I was in that frame of mind when I composed it.Poethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14846765472896286518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728987993847636911.post-20103046675427830522006-12-12T11:35:00.000-05:002006-12-12T11:35:00.000-05:00I like this. Is there more? It has a beat poet rin...I like this. Is there more? It has a beat poet ring to it.<br />I'm reminded of a time when Mom and Dad paid me $10 to babysit some of their friend's kids so they could go out drinking. We all sat there watching the tube as happy as clams 'til the kids started pushing and shoving on the couch. One of them yelled, "Cut it out, Podunk!" I decided to assert my authority and told the kid not to call names. They just stared at me, and then one spoke up and said "That is his name." I smiled in disbelief and said, "Riight..." Another one spoke up and said, " No it's true! That's what his Mom and Dad and everbody calls him." I blinked and mumbled okay and returned to the TV. I guess there are some kids it's okay to call names.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com