consider "sent from my iphone" the best third haiku line of all time.
biked up to the wood shop, a rented garage on girard street.
watched matthew build a picture frame.
nailed it to my wall.
snuck out of work early for flight of the butterflies at the natural history museum with cynthia. then free open bar w pork sliders at the organization of american states, no reason. also, this insect wing sponsorship seemed wrong.