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Monday, January 2, 2012
Sunday, January 1, 2012
BILL THE CAT
Blinking, shedding beanbag tomcat, friendly purring paperweight, mobile appetite that loves the oily and unspeakable pate I scoop from cans each day, removal of whose poptop lid will sound a call to feeding frenzy, eldritch versions of "Meow!" brings you in uncatlike haste from secret spots where... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, December 31, 2011
DECEMBER 31
Three-thirty on a windless winter afternoon, we do without the sun. No snow's forecast nor is it numbing cold. It's just December telling us the year has nothing left. Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, December 30, 2011
A PECULIAR HABIT
Years of education wasted! Why is it I still will read a magazine from back to front? Even were it printed that way - last piece first, et cetera - I bet I still would read it backwards! (or would that be "forwards" now?) One thing I know about this riddle: I never start right in the middle! Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, December 29, 2011
ONE MORE THING I DON'T UNDERSTAND - December 29
Way back in the parkland woods where once there stood a fire tower, three miles from the nearest town, underneath a sheltering bush were spread two ratty blankets lined with big black plastic bags; beside, a water jug and empty cans, New York Times just three days old. A way of life I can't imagine... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
KARAOKE - a haiku definition
...(noun - "go for the ears" - Japanese): martial art for hammered amateurs Sign in to see full entry.
"AND NOW FOR SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT"
Man (Eric Idle) - Burglar, Madam. Woman (John Cleese) - What do you want? Man - I want to come in and steal a few things, madam. Woman - Are you an encyclopedia salesman? Man - No, madam, I'm a burglar. I burgle people. Woman - I think you're an encyclopedia salesman. Man - Oh. I'm not. Open the... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, December 26, 2011
SENIOR CITIZEN AS A YOUNG MAN - a haiku
Love handles? Sure. I'm built for comfort, not for speed. Hang on! Let's have fun. Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, December 24, 2011
INVITATION TO THE DANCE
Come dance with me before the night is over Nor you nor me are graceful like the others but come dance with me Like me you're one who needs to dance We have no choice Words have done what words can do and now the body wants its turn Please dance with me It's getting late Sign in to see full entry.
SONG OF THE SLACKER
Sometimes I find I am expert at doing nothing much at all - and I mean nothing, absolutely vacant non-productive ZIP! It scares me I'm so good at this. Should I worry, take some steps to mobilize my gross inaction? Take a first step, then a second? Roll up a sleeve or pull a bootstrap, grab a bull... Sign in to see full entry.