not even a thread
just your blessing on the head of an eel
ought else is voluntary
Friday, April 07, 2006
Thursday, April 06, 2006
Paper Training
A rambunctious puppy is gamboling untrained throughout the house
I must have paper everywhere
To catch the lemon drips
carrying secret messages that say
I am here.
I must have paper everywhere
To catch the lemon drips
carrying secret messages that say
I am here.
Like a Knight in the Forest
chugga chugga clunk
DADDY!
Hello, girls of guh, bubby.
Zip, Rustle, shuffle shuffle shuffle
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
I missed you, too.
Thud thud Thud thud, thud thud thud
Creak
Plunk, Clunk, Plunk
K-bing, whirr, shhhhhhhh
Wrinkled Tie
Wrinkled Shirt
Wrinkled Pants
Wrinkled Brow
Strong Hard Shoulders
Close Cropped Curls
Tender ears, mobile lips
machine oil and Old Spice
Head and Shoulders, Tide
Hey!
Busy Hands Busy Lips.
DADDY!
Hello, girls of guh, bubby.
Zip, Rustle, shuffle shuffle shuffle
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
I missed you, too.
Thud thud Thud thud, thud thud thud
Creak
Plunk, Clunk, Plunk
K-bing, whirr, shhhhhhhh
Wrinkled Tie
Wrinkled Shirt
Wrinkled Pants
Wrinkled Brow
Strong Hard Shoulders
Close Cropped Curls
Tender ears, mobile lips
machine oil and Old Spice
Head and Shoulders, Tide
Hey!
Busy Hands Busy Lips.
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Retail Therapy
And now for something entirely different.
I like to remember my favorite things. Here's a few of them.
The Hoover Floormate We have wonderful tile floors whose beauty thrills me until they suck up all that spilled milk and refuse to release it. No longer a problem.
The Teaching Company I don't know what I ever did without them. I love their courses, if I were wealthy I'd just tell them to send me one of everything.
Sam's Club A family of seven eats a lot of food. I shop at Sam's every week. Ever wonder who could eat all that stuff? That would be us.
The Five Year Journal I have an allergy to photographs, not really, but they preserve the past too accurately. I like a little fuzz in my memories. This is my alternative way of recording my kids growth and our everyday life together. It's on sale too.
My LG Washer (and Dryer) I have a mountain of laundry that never seems to go away. This machine keeps us from running around naked. It does a lot of laundry in a little time. God bless Canada.
Our local library I've already waxed eloquent in my first post, but now you can see its glory for yourself.
Bob Evans They are a family restaraunt without peer. You get picture menus, wholesome food, and good prices. Bonus, the wait staff doesn't get snotty when a large family comes in.
The Infinity Journal I like continuity. Journaling used to mean I had to change journals just as it was beginning to feel comfortable. Now I shall never have to confide my thoughts in a stranger again.
Panera Bread Life is not all family dining. Sometimes you need a meal alone or with your lover, or a deserving child, or a dear friend. This is my place, but I'm willing to share.
There's a lot more, but I'm starting to feel better. Thanks for listening.
I like to remember my favorite things. Here's a few of them.
The Hoover Floormate We have wonderful tile floors whose beauty thrills me until they suck up all that spilled milk and refuse to release it. No longer a problem.
The Teaching Company I don't know what I ever did without them. I love their courses, if I were wealthy I'd just tell them to send me one of everything.
Sam's Club A family of seven eats a lot of food. I shop at Sam's every week. Ever wonder who could eat all that stuff? That would be us.
The Five Year Journal I have an allergy to photographs, not really, but they preserve the past too accurately. I like a little fuzz in my memories. This is my alternative way of recording my kids growth and our everyday life together. It's on sale too.
My LG Washer (and Dryer) I have a mountain of laundry that never seems to go away. This machine keeps us from running around naked. It does a lot of laundry in a little time. God bless Canada.
Our local library I've already waxed eloquent in my first post, but now you can see its glory for yourself.
Bob Evans They are a family restaraunt without peer. You get picture menus, wholesome food, and good prices. Bonus, the wait staff doesn't get snotty when a large family comes in.
The Infinity Journal I like continuity. Journaling used to mean I had to change journals just as it was beginning to feel comfortable. Now I shall never have to confide my thoughts in a stranger again.
Panera Bread Life is not all family dining. Sometimes you need a meal alone or with your lover, or a deserving child, or a dear friend. This is my place, but I'm willing to share.
There's a lot more, but I'm starting to feel better. Thanks for listening.
Monday, April 03, 2006
NOT DEAD YET!
I wanted to scream it at the ignorant asses who painted his portrait in reverent gray whilst others preen in living color. Still worse his image looms unframed but by the mists of legend while theirs' is the neat square of the annual.
How dare they?!
How dare they bury the living under presumed praise?
Today he is yet breathing, feeling, thinking, suffering, sinning in the shadow of fame's glare. Their breath is better spent in prayer at this the hour of their idol's greatest temptation. On this battle the angel's eyes are fixed. The rest was only circus with a taste of Bread, but this is Incarnation.
Let roll on the puppies' praise to some other artful clown, while saints and angels add their prayer to his that he might win the crown.
How dare they?!
How dare they bury the living under presumed praise?
Today he is yet breathing, feeling, thinking, suffering, sinning in the shadow of fame's glare. Their breath is better spent in prayer at this the hour of their idol's greatest temptation. On this battle the angel's eyes are fixed. The rest was only circus with a taste of Bread, but this is Incarnation.
Let roll on the puppies' praise to some other artful clown, while saints and angels add their prayer to his that he might win the crown.
Sunday, April 02, 2006
Naked
The crimson sapling shocks me with its naked lust for Spring
I blush as though I sat in a field flaring red for all to see
Because I do.
I blush as though I sat in a field flaring red for all to see
Because I do.
Saturday, April 01, 2006
April Fool's Day
My grandmother-in-law has a joke she loves to tell about her husband's fondness for pulling pranks on April first. Their names are Jan, Kurt, and Harold--all born on New Year's Day. Now that's a woman's sense of humor.
Pranks are a charming part of being human. Granted, like every other good thing about humanity it can become an evil if it isn't carefully guided by love and good sense, but with those guardians in place there is nothing lovelier than a surprise. Even when the joke's on you and your own foibles have been exposed, the fact that these people still show up to be with you in spite of those foibles is a gift to embrace. To be loved in spite of yourself is the most gratifying of all satisified cravings.
Planning pranks is the best part. Of course, I love planning anything, but a good prank that lightens the hearts of all involved is especially pleasurable to lay out. Begin with the untouchable, the sacred sore spot no one is willing to deal with, but everyone is aggravated about. Something like Social Security only on a much smaller scale. Determine a course of action that will capitalize on the tension surrounding the untouchable, but not harm either of the groups at the ends of the rope. The idea is to simply sit them on their butts in the mud by unexpectedly cutting the rope. Surrounding the prank with opportunities for goodwill to be expressed by both sides is important as well. Both groups have to feel valued and understood.
Let's explore a practical example. Begin by getting Harry Reid to express a willingness to consider new ideas for suring up Social Security. Be certain to get a good picture of yourself in the Post with him when he does so. Follow up by getting Dennis Hastert to promise that he will do his utmost to guarantee Social Security benefits to all Americans for all time. Get him to do so on Meet the Press while you are also a guest. Then introduce a bill to Congress requiring that Americans be euthanized at the age of 65 unless they can provide for their own retirement. When all the war machines are just about cranked up to full pitch congratulate them on their strenuous efforts on behalf of all Americans and the Social Security program. And say the magic words, April Fool.
I'm sure our practical example has brought to light all the potential pit-falls that await the prankster. Pulling off a prank of that magnitude would require major political capital and extrordinary strength in your relationships with the Senate Minority Leader and the Speaker of the House, but if you had those things in your favor, think of the good it could do. Somewhere in your life you do possess that kind of political capital and strong relationships, and you could use today as an opportunity to help warring friends recover their good humor. Blame it on the spirit of Puck that possesses April Fool's Day.
Pranks are a charming part of being human. Granted, like every other good thing about humanity it can become an evil if it isn't carefully guided by love and good sense, but with those guardians in place there is nothing lovelier than a surprise. Even when the joke's on you and your own foibles have been exposed, the fact that these people still show up to be with you in spite of those foibles is a gift to embrace. To be loved in spite of yourself is the most gratifying of all satisified cravings.
Planning pranks is the best part. Of course, I love planning anything, but a good prank that lightens the hearts of all involved is especially pleasurable to lay out. Begin with the untouchable, the sacred sore spot no one is willing to deal with, but everyone is aggravated about. Something like Social Security only on a much smaller scale. Determine a course of action that will capitalize on the tension surrounding the untouchable, but not harm either of the groups at the ends of the rope. The idea is to simply sit them on their butts in the mud by unexpectedly cutting the rope. Surrounding the prank with opportunities for goodwill to be expressed by both sides is important as well. Both groups have to feel valued and understood.
Let's explore a practical example. Begin by getting Harry Reid to express a willingness to consider new ideas for suring up Social Security. Be certain to get a good picture of yourself in the Post with him when he does so. Follow up by getting Dennis Hastert to promise that he will do his utmost to guarantee Social Security benefits to all Americans for all time. Get him to do so on Meet the Press while you are also a guest. Then introduce a bill to Congress requiring that Americans be euthanized at the age of 65 unless they can provide for their own retirement. When all the war machines are just about cranked up to full pitch congratulate them on their strenuous efforts on behalf of all Americans and the Social Security program. And say the magic words, April Fool.
I'm sure our practical example has brought to light all the potential pit-falls that await the prankster. Pulling off a prank of that magnitude would require major political capital and extrordinary strength in your relationships with the Senate Minority Leader and the Speaker of the House, but if you had those things in your favor, think of the good it could do. Somewhere in your life you do possess that kind of political capital and strong relationships, and you could use today as an opportunity to help warring friends recover their good humor. Blame it on the spirit of Puck that possesses April Fool's Day.
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