Continuing my obsession with the word “runcible,” I began daydreaming about becoming a “runcibility consultant” for large corporations. I feel strongly that I could, through interviews with managers and their employees, determine the degree of runcibility in any corporation and provide some specific suggestions aimed at making the company more runcible.

Of course, if you’ve been reading a little more than I have (and I guarantee: this week, you have), you’ve probably seen Kay Ryan’s essay in this month’s Poetry. “A Consideration of Poetry,” an essay whose title belies its liveliness, takes a good hard look at what Ryan calls nonsense– the “giggly aquifer under poetry.” Edward Lear, not surprisingly, plays a nice role in the second section of the essay, in which Ryan uses “To make Gosky Patties.”

I will, perhaps, say snarky things about the essay (which, despite my disagreements, I did enjoy quite a bit) soon, hopefully tomorrow. Perhaps I will draw a fantastic parallel between Alanis Morissette and Kay Ryan. But for now, the beautiful wife is home with a sprained ankle, and I must tend to her and make her milkshake. I will leave you with this thought– writers are mystified and mesmerized by bruises and swelling. Ponder it.