mysteries : n. : the secret rites of greek and roman pagan religion, or of any ancient or tribal religion, to which only initiates are admitted. today is a day for great mysteries, perhaps even the whole week. yesterday the cherry trees were in full bloom and covered in two inches of snow. it was like looking at pink cakes frosted in white icing, and I have written a number of silly haiku about the sight. the snow fell in the span of a few hours, and melted away in the sun shortly after. this too has spawned a number of haiku and poems. here are a few: white on top of pink, nature, her head upside-down, a small cosmic joke. the snow falls steady, kissing trees, hugging spring grass, melting away soon. from gray skies snow falls, viridian leaves hiding, beneath white icing. since sarah has left for her time in calgary I still have not gone for groceries. I ate leftovers sunday, made some eggs monday, and sinned a bit and went for wendy's tonight. it is here that I have found a mystery: a wendy's froster does not freeze, even when in the depths of a freezer when you forget it while watching the news and working at the computer. it barely becomes stiff, maintaining a delightful creamy texture much like a milk shake. how can this be? perhaps some more haiku will help solve the problem: forgotten froster, alone in the dark and cold, refusing to freeze. malty. so damn good, unable to become ice, my spoon digs right in. are you a milk shake? to stay so creamy and smooth, petroleum? no! mysteries should come in three's, so here is the third for the evening. why do some evangelical christians try to convert catholics? are not catholics part of christendom? God must get a right good chuckle about the whole silly thing, wondering when we'll get the point. again, the haiku come: are you my brother? no, you are not my brother, you follow the pope. arms, body and legs, paul's wise words written to all, but some don't listen. convert fools, convert! my christ is better than yours! mine is the real king. sweet dreams everyone, enjoy the full moon while it shines.