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  1. Old Leather Solace

    Silver dust motes dancing in a
    Comfortable silence.
    Scrolls faintly reminiscent of Egypt papyri
    Are scattered on the window seat.
    Shelves and shelves full of
    incunabulum
    crumbling into wine dark Time.
    Books stacked waist-high, alluring,
    along seductive crimson walls.
    Rich rosewood violin
    glowing in the dusky light,
    reclining on a bottle green cushion.
    The statues of men standing along the walls
    Are uncannily ...
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  2. Whither the Wild woods. . . .

    I'm a consistently amazed at the invisible boundaries that we all respect. We bend our behavior to them.

    Let me illustrate. So, I live in the woods. And, barring a few partially fenced areas, the boundary between our yard and "the woods" is marked only by raised beds of leaves and underbrush.

    The other day I took my youngest daughter (2 years old) for a "snow walk" (I carry her into the woods, through the snow and occasionally plop her down in ...

    Updated 12-17-2009 at 11:06 PM by The Comedian

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  3. Crazy of the Year

    by , 12-17-2009 at 08:43 PM (A Mirror Floating in Water)
    I try noy to let myself get political, as a matter of fact, I hardly have any political convictions whatsoever, as I believe that it splits people apart. I always like taking a detached and distant view of things. But this I can't help. Salon magazine has named its 'Crazy of the Year' and to anybody with common sense knowledge of psychology, will find this particuarly correct. Yep, you guessed it.

    http://www.salon.com/news/the_year_i...rce=newsletter
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  4. My Baby Came Home!

    OMG I am so excited I cannot believe it

    As I have made mention of before, all of my cats are feral cats, and my cat Demeter was part of a litter that was born in my garage and that I ended up raising by hand because the mother was malnourished, and really too young to have had a litter, and I was worried about her health and her kittens because though I left food out for them as a feral she wouldn't really get proper care.

    There was a total of four kittens
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  5. Your parrot is dead, Senor!!!

    I enjoyed the way the dialogue was put together for this. Better than most jokes one comes across.

    At dawn the telephone rings, 'Hello, Senor Rod? This is Ernesto, the caretaker at your country house.'

    'Ah yes, Ernesto. What can I do for you? Is there a problem?'

    'Um, I am just calling to advise you, Senor Rod, that your parrot, he is dead'

    'My parrot? Dead? The one that won the International competition?'

    'Si, Senor,
    ...

    Updated 12-16-2009 at 09:16 PM by Virgil

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