thanks to Gregg Easterbrook,’s Tuesday Morning Quarterback and Brookings Scholar, I’ve grown fond of haikus again.

the other day, I was taking a cigarette break and got 17-syllabically poetic about my job as a database manager for a job-search outreach in Alabama’s Black Belt (one of the poorest parts of the nation).

Mountains of data:

Sob stories, by the bootstraps,

Every file a life.

Not too much in retrospect, but it seemed poignant to me at the time.

Also, a bit about the event most dominating my dark thoughts today

Marlins in seven.

Cubs’ dreams dashed the night before

Bad times for Bartman.

10-year-old Marlins

Dress two Series in gauche Teal.

There is no justice.


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