Good Choice?

Good Choice?

 

Good choice? I don't know. But it was the choice I made today. I chose to help a friend through a riddle I devised. It's a simple one, but for her...it was so complex. She's figured out part of it, but not the last part, and that is further frustrating me.

Oh yeah, the choice eh? I chose to help her through it rather than post. I'm posting now, but I am in full on rush mode so I can do all I want to do.

Hence no poetry. Damn. Well, I could have written poetry, I wrote one poem to start my blogging, but then..this riddle..

So...here I am. Rushing through.

Phuggar!!!

Well, time to go.

Tomorrow.

 

Charles Petrie