Tuesday, September 2, 2014
The Outhouse
Betwixt or between, a person must lean, take sides, say yea or again' it. Ancestors gave fight to give us our right to poop alone in a pit. ~ Son #1 He won't. I've tried many times to get him to join Blogit, have a blog of his own, write for people to read. He learned from his grandpa the joys of...
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Monday, September 1, 2014
Not My Zebra Pen!
Just think.... If Andy Taylor of Mayberry had married Dorothy of Kansas, out of respect for the Aunties, their first daughter would certainly have been named "Bea Em". I've been haunted by the above all day. You see, Son #1 dreamed up the wording sometime during the night and hit me with it first...
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Sunday, August 31, 2014
The Trooper
After a week in various rooms and departments of the hospital, where various and sundry things were done to her personal being, she exited the door riding the ambulance gurney as if it were her steed and the attendants her personal slaves. All she lacked was a diamond-studded crown and a scepter. In...
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Wednesday, August 27, 2014
A Weathered Face
A man's face is his biography, a woman's face her work of fiction. ~ Oscar Wilde I love this weathered face. The best of friends as long as I can remember. This is the face of the little boy who lived next door to my Grandma in Muskogee, Oklahoma. This is the face of the boy who, when I visited her,...
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Tuesday, August 26, 2014
Misery To Hope
I am quite fascinated by this exhibition at the Art Museum where my Nephew Joel is the Marketing Manager. I wish I could see it in person without having to travel to Indiana. If it ever is on display at our Kansas City Nelson-Adkin Art Museum, I definitely will be going to see it. This art is...
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