I should have just binge watched Arrow. Got good reviews, it's an action show, a big red box of Orville Redenbacher’s Extra Butter Popcorn sat next to the once eggshell white of the microwave: I was ready to give my memory foam mattress a full on workout, geezer style. But then I had a wait-wait … Continue reading Baby Bigots?
Cam’s Sad Sad Dab
It has been quite a while since hair products have held sway over me– though I applied shampoo to the top of my head long after it was only the wispy dreamers on the sides that needed tending–but when Cam Newton, Carolina’s polarizing quarterback, league MVP and media VIP, attracted national attention for his dab, … Continue reading Cam’s Sad Sad Dab
Ballot ’16
The Bully barks in orange glow Stuns the weak ones row on row His politics are of a piece He burps up sheep and dabs with fleece The Bubble’s head turns right or left Depending on the donors’ heft Her policies perch on a vane And all her answers, Puddentaine For the Ballot fair and … Continue reading Ballot ’16
Deep Breath
That’s funny, I thought to myself as I reread these blog postings from Introduction thru Air Quotes and really it was odd it hadn’t popped out at me before, conscious as I am of everything I’m putting out to the world through this latest exercise in writing, writing with purpose for the first time on … Continue reading Deep Breath
Bob Wins The Big One
Bob Dylan has won the 2016 Nobel Prize for Literature. Somebody tell Watson. They seemed close. The grizzled pitchman for Cadillac, Pepsi, Victoria Secret and IBM has been awarded the highest prize in Literature, for “having created new poetic expressions within the great American song tradition.” Well, duh. Or, they could just ask the 98% … Continue reading Bob Wins The Big One
Masked & Synonymous
Bob Dylan is still the 2016 Nobel Laureate for Literature. It wasn’t LSD in the water or a viral hoax or a rip in the Matrix. The Swedish Academy, two words in their current iteration without a hint of masculinity, showed some stones. They just got the category wrong. The Nobel should have been for … Continue reading Masked & Synonymous
Traffic Light
When I spotted them my first thought was nautical: She's broad in the beam. So was my second. He's three sheets to. I pegged them instantly as a breed of retired couples I've become very fond of. Homey and doughy and okay with that. They spend the golden years, health be damned, doing the things … Continue reading Traffic Light
Sherry
Ran into Sherry again this morning, this time at the Post Office. I see her now and again, usually outside of St Mary’s Church in Walnut Creek. She is always alone. Often, she wears a green and white ceramic rosary as a necklace. She keeps the three or four stuffed travel bags that are her … Continue reading Sherry
’60S Love
Today’s topic was furnished by my Dear One, who responded to my musing out loud–talking to myself, in geezerspeak–with jack rabbit reflex: ’60’s Love. Did you mean, ahem, relations between people in their sixties? No, no, the 1960’s! Love in the hippie days! Whew. Now that I know my working imagination will be engaged with … Continue reading ’60S Love
It’s So You (Breaking Wave)
Chorus: Well now here you are, where the years fade away with a whisper And the people you loved, oh the people you loved they fade away too And you, standing at the window with a cup of tea, making a silly face, that would have made them smile It’s so you The laughter comes … Continue reading It’s So You (Breaking Wave)
Oops…
What a revoltin’ development this is. Out of nowhere, and I swear I didn’t see this coming, I got old. Like, old old, walking slow, aching feet, shoulders, neck old. And then serious old, call the doctor immediately if you have these symptoms old. I’ll spare you the details. Chances are, you have pretty pictures … Continue reading Oops…
Founder’s App
This isn’t a secret. We’re screwed. America’s political mechanism is broken. We are in danger of devaluing, to the point of scrap, the one American asset most of the world truly envies: The Ballot. Other countries have elections, but to Americans the ballot is at the core of our national identity. Our precious freedom attained … Continue reading Founder’s App
An Explanation?
On its face at first blush It’s just crazy enough If it were a lark it would fly To be howling within Round a ravenous sin While the face is a whitewashed lie * On its face at first blush You might not feel its touch At its core it just tastes with your eye … Continue reading An Explanation?
That Mood Again
* I’m dead, but needn’t say so so sleight the hand sleight of hand sleight of His most grievous hand eyes that meet mine never know * Pry the purpose out Is that a Clock? No, that’s a Cross. Yes, that’s a Clock. Sweet wave of Christ wash over me, these sad sack bones, this … Continue reading That Mood Again
The Word, the Word
Children's Song The Word, the Word is very near in my mouth and in my ear in my heart and in my soul I love Jesus that's the way I roll Jesus said if you hear my voice Father's given you a choice you can be good or you can be bad make Jesus happy … Continue reading The Word, the Word
The Hour is Coming, and Now Is 