GIF Party

GIFs are changing my life.

As soon as Twitter integrated gifs, Angie and I have been having gif wars in our messages to one another. I use them in the messaging platform at work (as a link, but it's better than nothing). I use them on Slack. I downloaded the Google keyboard for iOS, so I could send them easily in my text messages.

Obviously, they've been around for a long time, but they've gotten so easy to embed that I can't stop using them. They express my emotions better than words.

It's interesting how images (gifs, pictures, emojis) have become such a rich conversational tool - and, with technology, how they've become so prevalent. It's like heiroglyphics are back!

Instead of thinking in owls and eyes, I think in this is fine dogs and Nene Leakes expressions.

Funny...

This link has famous poems rewritten as limericks.

Here's my personal favorite:

Footprints in the Sand

There was a man who, at low tide
Would walk with the Lord by his side
Jesus said "Now look back;
You'll see one set of tracks.
That's when you got a piggy-back ride."

Yo, It's Alright. Ain't Gotta Fight.

Ode to Daylight Savings

Yeah, it's that time again, my friends
the waiting ends

time itself bends

I get one more hour of daylight

Yo, it's alright

Ain't gotta fight

For it, cause the fed said yessir

and it's a blur

it's earlier

Three weeks earlier in fact, yo

small-y2 (oh!)

k, they say, no?

I don't care if it all falls apart

We gonn' be smart

a later start

To the dark part of the day. Night
Yo, it's alright
Ain't gotta fight

Well, there it is. I hope you enjoyed it as much I think you should. See ya back here in November for more time-related poetry.