A runway too long in Chicago.
A miniskirt too short.
A poem as beautiful as a tree.
too many books
too few children
too little football
A beer too dark.
“And the award for Best Actor goes to…Joey Lawrence!”
CLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAP Whoa! CLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAP
My abs.
I think that I shall never see
A billboard lovely as a tree
Indeed, unles the bilboards fall
I’ll never see a tree at all.
Ogden Nash
I disagree. If the hemline is above her head, it’s too short. 
Doesn’t that depend on the tree?
I don’t know if I agree with the dude that wrote that line, or not. But it is a good point to ponder.
Flying cars.
But dammit, when I was kid, everyone was going to have a flying car. They promised!
I think that I shall never glance
At poems lovelier than plants.
I think that I shall never read
A poem pretty as a weed.
I think that I shall never meet
A poem tender as a beet.
I think I’ll never come across
A poem rich and moist as moss.
I think I’d need a lot of practise
To write a poem like a cactus.
I’d need the skills of H. Houdini
To conjure poems like zucchini …
(Plus lots more stanzas. From The Book of Sequels by Henry Beard et al.)
Things you will never see:
-Microwave radiation
-A single electron
-A quantum mechanical wavefunction (they’re complex)
-A black hole
-Your own brain
Things you will never hear:
-A dog whistle
-The inverse Doppler effect
-The sound of two stars colliding
-The sound of two molecules colliding
-Cecil Adams saying, “I don’t know.”
Things you will never smell:
-Europa
-The inside of your own nose
-Anything odorless
I could go on, but I won’t.
Jimi Hendrix live at the Gorge Ampitheater.
The end to my cynicism.
The inside of the Dallas/Fort Worth International Airport in person.
The Redskins win another Superbowl.
My ex-wife.
George W Bush recieving a Nobel Prize for physics.