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Thursday, January 13, 2011

Starstruck

If pressed, I guess she would concede he really did exist in this our world yet did it charismatically in some dimension not her own. Studio and stadium were where he lived. Graceland brought her back to Earth: when not consuming amps and adulation, divinity once spooned his peanut butter, brushed... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Vinny and the No-no

Auditioning's an edgy thing: put it out there, sit back down, return the script, and then watch someone else try on the part you thought that you had nailed. "Callback's Thursday - we'll call you. Thanks for coming." Then you wait. That's how it works. But not for Vinny C. "Conversations With My... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

In the Belly of the Beast - my MRI

The doctor is IN, the magnet is ON, the patient is ready, he's been to the john, technician is ready with ear plugs and quip: "You're a thinker. It's clear from the look in your eye. So what's on your mind? And let's make it quick. I take it you're new to our new MRI." - "Well, I have two stents.... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, January 10, 2011

The Stop Sign at Spook Rock Road and Route 202

"Spook Rockers say this is the spot - put the car in neutral and you roll uphill." - "Oh great. We wait to get rear-ended while you test a stupid legend?" "Watch the trees beside the road." - "They're trees, for God's sake! What's so special... wait..." "Are they moving?" - "Yes, but..." "Which... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

An Inkling: a limerick

If one calls an orphan a foundling and a wimp can be known as a weakling, I strongly suspect that I am correct in calling an ex-spouse a dumpling. Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, January 8, 2011

The Keystroke and the Wayward Cursor

My fivae fingers used to do everything I told them to; now they ghost-type unawares as my synapses scatter bits and syllables through the lines I've finished, start chaotic alien growrth amid the perfect sense that I just made. Me? I blithely unaware keep striking keys and make things worse. Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

ANOTHER KIND OF CHRISTMAS CARD

Depend on it: if truly man young Jesus must have chanted "No!" to Mary when He was but two, dinged His thumb with Joseph's hammer, had to learn to share and play nice when He didn't want to, raced with boys who cared who won, made the best of having acne, noticed girls in Nazareth - knew the... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, November 20, 2010

ROYALTY HAS ITS PRIVILEGES

Old King Cole, a randy old soul, Got rid of his fiddlers three. "No time for the pipe, No room for the bowl, With a wench upon each knee!" - from Not Your Mother's Nursery Rhymes #13 Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, November 15, 2010

Walt Whitman! Code Blue!

Walt Whitman, you were once a nurse, Ministered to broken boys in blue, the bitter price Of our crusade to save ourselves. You knew what I will never know, assisted at the amputations, Lugged yourself the buckets needing to be emptied. Today I walk the state-run halls, but not as you. A visitor, I... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

REJOICE WITH ME!

Three things: 1. After a month of finagling with our wonderful health care system, my son and I finally got Ginny into a rehab facility close enough so I can visit her each day. 2. I got accepted by an online poetry group - Zeugma - where you can post poems and get critiques that really "take off... Sign in to see full entry.

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