Friday, May 23, 2008


Believe me, the photo does not portray the talent for dissipating (i.e. to be extravagant or dissolute in the pursuit of pleasure) that this young man has. It almost matches my own.
He graduates high School next week.
He wants to be a Rock Star.
For his Senior Project he wrote the lyrics to a song and conmposed the music for it and played and sang in front of a live audience.
He actually wrote 3 songs. The one I liked was "Free the Tadpoles" but he tells me he went with one called "We Have a Breakthrough". This may be quite fitting for him, as he has made some big changes the last several months and has stayed out of the usual trouble he often found himself in.
In addition to having inherited my wicked ways he also inherited a less than polished version of my own bullfrog voice along with tone-deafness so this was a major accomplishement.
He and I have had our differences, but I am very proud of him!

Tuesday, May 20, 2008


In the Movie ‘The Graduate”, Mr Robinson confronts Ben Braddock (played by Dustin hoffman) concerning the affair Ben is having with Mrs. Robinson. Young Ben tries to downplay the intensity of the romance saying that the affair is not much more than “A handshake”
Mr. Robinson is defiant…
‘A Handshake? That’s not saying much for my wife is it?”

A really pretty song is used to good effect in this movie...not all these lyrics were used by Simon and Garfunkle, the arrangement is traditional.
The idea behinfd the song is that true love is an impossibility; I prefer to think it is possible, but runs against the grain of our worldly selves.

My favorite part of the Movie is after Elaine is married still at her grooms side and Ben is rattling that glass in the foyer calling her name so desperately. Elaine hears him and reaches a point where her connection to his despair so outweighs the vows she has just taken that she cries his name in response..."BEN!"
And they run catch a bus out of town.
I love it.

Scarborough Fair
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
For once she was a true love of mine

Have her make me a cambric shirt
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Without no seam nor fine needle work
And then she'll be a true love of mine

Tell her to weave it in a sycamore wood lane
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
And gather it all with a basket of flowers
And then she'll be a true love of mine

Have her wash it in yonder dry well
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
where water ne'er sprung nor drop of rain fell
And then she'll be a true love of mine

Have her find me an acre of land
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Between the sea foam and over the sand
And then she'll be a true love of mine

Plow the land with the horn of a lamb
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Then sow some seeds from north of the dam
And then she'll be a true love of mine

Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
And gather it all in a bunch of heather
And then she'll be a true love of mine

f she tells me she can't, I'll reply
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Let me know that at least she will try
And then she'll be a true love of mine

Love imposes impossible tasks
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Though not more than any heart asks
And I must know she's a true love of mine

Dear, when thou has finished thy task
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Come to me, my hand for to ask
For thou then art a true love of mine

Friday, May 16, 2008


Hold it...thats a Kink, not a quirk

A tag... I n-n-n-eeded one.
Six unremarkable quirks..."unremarkable"...Isn't that what an M.D. says about an X-Ray?
Rules? Oh yeah, the Dogs Flea's ate the rules. That is to say, our fleas.

Ice Cream is good with a fork. So is a bad road. A fork will allow you to spoon into the coldest, most solidly frozen block of Blue Bell in the country direct into your trap.. Watch out though…if you go too fast you will get a brain freeze…or a speeding ticket…haha,m a Speed Trap!

Dryer sheets if I remember. None if I don’t. Detergent, almost always. Once I start Laundry I always see it through to the end. Hung up?Rather, dear.

Pay with cash. Don’t keep any money around. If anyone asks about money, do what I do and play it dumb. A good place for keeping money is in an old coffee can or taped behind a picture. Ugly pictures are least prone to thievery.

I like my sweetener sweet. The creamy cream is the best too. I used to drink my coffee black because I didn’t have time to doctor it up. Life was passing me by. Now I like it with about 15 packs of sugar and a couple of few of those Fancy creamers. I like my Hazels Nuts.

I sometimes talk to things. Not really talk I guess but I at least say hello. Like when I open the Refrigerator, and the carton of milk is just waiting there I will say “Hello Milk, you look good today”, or maybe I’ll say “Whazzup, Cookies?”. Of course they never talk back and I wouldn’t quite expect them to. If I don’t have something nice to say, I don’t say anything t’all.

Barbara tagged me with this and she and I share a quirk. We both put the empty eggshells back into the carton as we crack them. I wonder if she shares another Kitchen quirk with me, that is, does she also leave cabinet doors open? Not just one door for a moment but almost every door open all the time? If I go into the Kitchen I start opening doors and I do not close them. I have awakened in the morning and walked into the kitchen to find every cabinet door standing wide open from the day before.

So, anyone reading this has been infected...i mean tagged... to list six unremarkables regearding tnhemselves.
It just may be that the most we could say about anybody is "That was the most unremarkable person I've ever known."

Wednesday, May 07, 2008


Red Dirt Girl, the Red scribbler, Miss Kitty Cat, 49 Indian, Dorothy in Oz, The Pointy Heeled One, and sometimes Anonymouse... has channeled this to me and wants it posted right away.
She may have been having a little Donkey trouble lately...

"I have always had a problem with donkeys: stubborn, biting, irascible creatures who often think they are mules.
I could never quite figure out how to get their donkey rears in gear.
I've tried the golden carrot on a stick trick - no bite.

hmmm .....
I even tried parading other sexy donkeys in front of him:
Okay... got maybe a "HEE HAW " and a Horses laugh.... but still immovable.
I began to really feel like a Red Dirt Loser.

I mean, well - how HARD IS IT to get your ASS in gear ?? "

"Ahhhh........ if I had only known ....... how simple and how, how ....... perfectly right. And to think I wasted all that time ........trying to out-Mule a Mule!"


Sunday, May 04, 2008


it didn't stop at Kent State...
The show headed south to Jackson State.
There were two students killed and 12 wounded when 75 Local and State Police opened fire during a protest/riot on campus.
I've never been to college, but I would imagine that for an 18-19 year old the first few years are among the most tumultuous years that they will experience, and a time of change; perhaps the last major convulsion of childhood.
I doubt that there were ever changes of such magnitude as those faced by the students on campuses in the late 60's.

I mean, I felt in even in the 7th Grade.
My first reaction was like that of many Americans, even parents of kids that had been at Kent State....those Students had it coming.
They shouldn't have been protesting, but rather supporting our efforts in Southeast Asia.
It took a few months to sink in.

It took a few months to conclude that pissing in the Pond at the Mall. or sitting on the steps in front of a College and refusing to move shouldn't be cause for someone to shoot at you or beat you with a stick
And it took a few months to establish that sticking a flower down the barrel of a rifle, or verbal taunts, or even taking a giant shit on a statue of Thomas Jeffferson shouldn't be reason for someone to kill you.
It took no great leap from there to find that throwing rocks was not a good reason for Armed and Helmeted National Guardsmen to fire a volley from Assault Rifles into a crowd of Students.

Of course, the Niven Law might never have been abstracted were it not for all these things, the first of which is:

1) Never throw shit at an armed man.
1a) Never stand next to someone who is throwing shit at an armed man.

Friday, May 02, 2008

May 4, 1970

"Those few days after Kent State were among the darkest of my Presidency"
Richard Nixon (Click here)

Pretty damn dark, I'd say.

I don't know that there has been an event in history during my lifetime that precipitated any more of a change in me than this one.
This picture still haunts me.

“From my Post last year
“…on the Horizon loomed an event so great that many of those that had been unsure about the War, and the protest, would become fanatics against the War. Up to and including everyday housewives and former members of the Establishment.”

Thursday, May 01, 2008


Albert Hofmann died.
He discovered LSD and rode a Bicycle home.
At the same time.
What a trip.


Free Checks...No Fees
He just wanted to start his own Record label.
With that kind of money he could retire.
He told his girlfriends mother to "go ahead and pick a little something up for yourself too,".
When they picked him up, patiently waiting for his cash at the bank, he had a gun and a little dope in his pocket.
Big surprise.

"and i laughed to myself
at the men and the ladies
who never concieved
of us billion dollar babies"
alice cooper