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"Less Than I’d Hoped For / More Than I Cared For", "Passing Through the Eye of a Snowflake", and "Rain and Then" by Jason Ryberg"

  • Jul 26, 2025
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Less Than I’d Hoped For / More Than I Cared For


So

far,

things have

turned out a

little differently

than I thought they would: no real, huge

complaints (I’ve been weirdly lucky, I guess), probably

the usual – less than you’d hoped for / more than

you cared for – maybe a little bit more

of what some guys get and a lot less of what gets left

behind when they’re done picking through

the choicest cuts, but

hey, we’re not

here to

get

down

in

the

mud of

covetous-

ness and resentment

or stir up any trouble that

doesn’t need stirring, so let’s just take stock in what we

have, count our blessings, be thankful and all that

crap and get back to work, people.



Passing Through the Eye

of a Snowflake


They say to reach the

calm at the center of the

hurricane, first you

must pass through the eye of a

snowflake (or something like that).



Rain and Then


Rain

on a tin roof

(down by

the river),

and then

it turns to hail,

which in-turn

makes sleeping hell.

Like headbones knockin,’

knucklebones poppin,’

footbones hoppin.’

And what was it

Brother Leghorn

used to tell the kids—

I say, I say,

more noise

than a couple o’ skeletons

pitchin’ a fit

on a tin roof

that is

the rain

the hail

on a tin roof

(that is).

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