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Saturday, November 22, 2008

If you had a soundtrack behind your life...

What would you include in it? Mine would have some Beethoven in it, and Mozart, and some Tchaikovski, no doubt, and some Simon and Garfunkle, Peter Paul and Mary, and a certain instance of my life recalled in Sunday Will Never Be The Same! Cat Stevens, too-- Wild World closed the relationship that Sunday began... My early life would have some Ed Ames and a lot of Irish music, and I blush to confess, both William Shatner and Leonard Nimoy, neither of whom can really qualify as music, but there... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

"I saw something awful in the woodshed...!"

Actually, it wasn't the woodshed, it was on TV but it was awful. Not awesome, just awful. Real Housewives of... in this case, Atlanta. These women are some of the awfullest people I have ever seen! And since I have watched some 'reality shows' I do know about how awful people can come across. But these are truly embarrassingly, even humiliatingly horrid! They are not real in the sense of everyday, or down-to-earth women who actually look after households. These are very rich women who hire... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

After reading your most recent post, I knew what to give you.

LONG ISLAND SUMMERS I’d go back for just a moment, perhaps as long as one day and a night, enough, I think, to relish what I loved about Long Island summers: Scents of ragweed, seared grasses, almost-too-sweet roses in the heavy summer air… Glittering waters, hot, hot sand and tiny shells hiding in the drying seaweed margin of the tide… Early mornings sun like a glowing peach soft-lit hazy cool ’til nearly 10… And thunderstorms some afternoons that bruise the air and break the back of humid... Sign in to see full entry.

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The prize will be a photo or poem posted here on the subject of your choice--or as close as I can come to it! Sign in to see full entry.

Like a birthday present...

For 8 years, GW Bush has been the face of America. He has been the representative of the American spirit, mentality, and value-system. More or less half of America said this should be so, that he was the face they wanted to present to the world. That he represents what we are. Now it will be Barack Obama that is America's face: his spirit, mentality and values that will define America to the world, and to the nation itself. More than half the nation wants America to be seen this new way, wants... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, November 8, 2008

I saw a turduckhen!

It was there in the grocery store freezer, a lump in plastic that claimed to be a boneless chicken stuffed into a boneless duck stuffed into a partially boneless turkey... with stuffing. For years, choosing a nice all-natural turkey, I have pondered on what would an unnatural turkey be, and where could you get one? I thought of the Hanford Hairless, and the Three-Mile Island Tri-leg... But now I think I have actually found it! And all for only $60! I wonder if I can send someone out into the... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Just a bit of history to savor the moment

For some reason, I am thinking of Elizabeth Tudor's words, when they came to her with the news that Mary had died, and that she was now Queen of England. She, who had been legitimate heir to Henry VIII for a few years, then with her mother's fall was declared bastard; who had survived her sister Mary's delusions, jealousies and fears; who was even consigned to the Tower for a time, accused of treason and heresy; who watched Mary's late pregnancy develop, knowing that any heir would knock her out... Sign in to see full entry.

I'm reminded of a story about plumbing and water...

BC-A left a comment over in my Show blog today that brought this to the surface. The grandfather of my best friend in high school was dismantling a laundry sink in the basement. He very, very carefully removed the sections of pipe beneath it, draining them into a bucket between his knees where he sat cross-legged, and was so skilled and careful, he didn't spill a drop on the floor. Finally, the last section was drained, and the bucket was full to the brim. Very, very slowly and cautiously,... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Uistlady commented on the celtic knot-work design in one of my photos...

which prompted this itty bitty ditty: In and out the knot-work weaves In and through and round about, twisting twining on the page among the letters all a-shining… So it goes, the dancing feet, Weaving knots with flying toes, music merry leaps and turns-- never does it halt or tarry! In Irish hills the patterns sprout, all Irish art defining: even in poetry and prose, from Cork to Londonderry. Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, October 31, 2008

Joe the Plumber...? Oh, please...!

You mean that guy who has done so well he can afford to buy a business that will pay him $250,000 a year? Explain to me why he should not pay more taxes than the fella who works for, say, $80,000 a year. No, don't bother... The point is, this is a non-issue, just another emotional trigger point to confuse the real issue, which is that some people can afford more, and some can't. Calling him "Joe the Plumber" makes him sound like just the Joe down the street who is making nowhere near that kind... Sign in to see full entry.

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