Quote for August 31, 2025
A Wish for Harmony
In a world full of noise and despair,
We seek kindness; it’s truly quite rare.
It’s not far-fetched to dream,
Of a world where we gleam,
In the light of compassion we share.
Parent Reversal
This time I’m the parent, you’re the child,
How strange it feels, the roles restyled.
I coax and nudge, with gentle pleas,
“Let’s get that checked, just come with me.”
But you cross your arms and shake your head,
Mutter excuses, fill with dread.
You’re stubborn now, resistant, sly—
A glint of “no” within your eye.
I hear myself, your voice from then—
“Don’t worry, I’m just fine again!”
But now I know, with growing heart,
Why you insisted from the start.
The Daily Extra # 68
Groaners: World’s Best of Bad Jokes and Puns
A little boy had a knife and a piece of wood. His mom asked him if he was going to carve the wood. He said, ” Just a whittle.”
Quote for August 30, 2025
Migraine’s Storm Phases
Before the storm, a warning: light grows sharp and thin,
A whisper at the temples, an ache beneath the skin.
The world begins to shimmer, colors blur and bend—
A silent drum is beating, sending its signals.
During comes the pounding, relentless, and severe,
A throb behind the eyelids, the sound you cannot hear.
Each movement sparks a ripple, each thought is met with pain,
You close your eyes and wonder if you’ll ever feel the same.
Afterwards, the silence—soft, a gentle, fragile peace,
The world returns in fragments; the pulsing finally ceased.
You’re weary as a river that’s finally met the sea,
Grateful for the quiet and the hope of being free.
Bring on the Night
Frogs croak in evenings.
Bringing about dusk’s entrance.
Twilight comes quickly.
Sun fades, stars begin to glow.
Nightfall settles on the land.
-AAA/MAD
Rise Above
I will never stoop to your level,
Though storms may rage and tempests revel.
With grace I’ll rise above the fray,
And seek the light of a brighter day.
In shadows cast by words unkind,
I’ll choose to leave the dark behind.
For dignity is my guiding star,
And I’ll hold steadfast, no matter how far.
Though you may try to pull me down,
I’ll wear my courage like a crown.
With every step, I’ll prove you wrong,
In my heart sings the strength of a song.
So here I stand, my spirit free,
Unshaken by your enmity.
I’ll walk with pride on my own path,
And let my light be my aftermath.
Lake Show
Can you tell a story in 35 words using the following words in it somewhere:
- LAKE
- COUPON
- PUPPET
- TUBA
A whimsical scene unfolded by the lake, where a vibrant blue puppet skillfully played a tuba. Onlookers gathered, excitement in the air, as all they needed was a simple coupon to witness this enchanting performance.
The Daily Extra #68
By the number
21,000
The estimated number of genes in the human genome has been revised from as many as 140,000 in 1999.
Feeling Good
I’m feeling pretty good right now! After dealing with a bad migraine yesterday, I’m glad to say that I’m back on track. I don’t have any lingering pain, so I can finally tackle some tasks I’ve been meaning to get to. It’s a relief to feel this way, and I really hope it lasts all day long. I’ve got a few things I’d like to accomplish, and I’m ready to make the most of this good mood!
Quote for August 29, 2025
Whispers in the Haze
In the humid haze of a summer’s day,
A hoax was whispered, leading hearts astray.
With horrible tales that danced in the air,
Reality twisted, unaware of its snare.
Yet beneath the fog, truth glimmers bright,
A beacon of hope in the fading light.
For in the warmth where shadows might loom,
Love’s gentle touch can still make us bloom.
In the Wake of Chaos
Your three words today are:
RUMMAGE
RANSACK
DESTROY
The need and want to ransack,
To rummage through the night,
A tempest brews within my soul,
Demanding dark delight.
Each corner whispers secrets,
Each shadow holds a throne,
Desire wraps its tendrils tight,
In chaos, I’ll atone.
The urge to break apart the calm,
To shatter glass and bone,
A restless spirit yearns to roam,
Where no heart dares to moan.
But through the wreckage lies a path,
A glimmer wrapped in strife,
In destruction’s wake, I find a spark—
A chance to forge new life.
So let the wild winds howl and rage,
Let thunder fill the air,
For in the midst of all that’s lost,
I’ll rise beyond despair.
The Daily Extra #66
Pun-official Holiday
On August 26th
Paw-lease go mutts with pup-lifting festivities for Dog Day!
M.A.D. Works 