Stiff-necked

It is the end of another week, and the tweaked neck still lingers. The boy-child is wandering through the house singing “Everybodywants to be a cat” and reciting his latest dinner-party advice: Don’t invite a tiger to dinner, because after he finishes his dinner, the tiger will finish you. Good advice, although I don’t know […]

Damned Lazy

It’s Thursday already? The whole reunion thing really threw me off my stride here . . . Well, I don’t have anything to post yet; I’m still working through my reactions to the whole thing (but am glad I went). So in the meantime, I will leave you with the following links from a WWDTM […]

A Painful Burning Sensation

I’m being buzzed by a fly — must be time to bathe again. Either that or quit wearing lamb-chop undies. Ew. Anyway, I need to get some work done and pack; I leave for the reunion thingy in a few hours. I’m guessing that there is a reason I haven’t talked to most of these […]

Sing Me To Sleep

Sleep, that teasing slut, showed up late and left early last night. I will try not to pass out at my keyboard today, but everything is fuzzy and far away. I want sleep. Replacing sleep with chocolate and caffeine does not work any more. Am I getting old? On the plus side, my neck and […]

Famous Last Words

The funk that has hung over me for the past week has finally lifted. Actually, both funks. It’s most likely coincidence, but not only do I no longer feel like a complete slug emotionally, but after bathing, I feel quite refreshed physically as well. I really need to work on this cleanliness thing. It was […]

Cowboy Jazz

I just discovered another dinner theatre nearby. This one’s cowboy-themed, plus it offers slow jazz. I want to go, if only to hear slow cowboy jazz. Well, it’s off to Spokane and Riverfront Park. Hopefully nobody in our party will be raped or beaten to death by Spokane police or firefighters. Ah, Spokane, we love […]

Inner Thoughts

Submission and emptiness abound within. I’ve found glory in the word, a voice my own. And yet I find I often plagiarize myself. A heart hardened and stale and dreams of toast. It’s often dreams we seek and sleep away our lives in hope of just one fulfilled. Spinning shimmers and cools in heat and […]

Kitten

Fire-soaked kittens ablaze with joy at play within and doubt is left to right the song we hear inside the loam, lost in time and face. A shoe is found, a shoe is lost, a shoe holds dreams and then is tossed. For some it’s hard to bless the cake, a lowly soap and sudless […]

Ode To Shoe

Days are strange and so are we. Sometimes I like to write whatever comes to mind, no editing involved. Those who have read anything I’ve written would probably like to argue that I do that now, but I don’t. The following seasoned rambling is what it’s like to be in my head most days. No […]

Pretty Like A Man

Gack! No friggin’ explosions yet (unless you count Iraq, which seems to have decided to blow up into three distinct countries). I have no idea when I will get around to the new section. Damn. Lazy. Bastard. Anyway, about that. Who would’ve thought that when freedom was on the march it would stomp the crap […]