rough patches inflamed
by rigid dogma is just
a blister on life
Category: blog
The Search for Stinky
ablution option
list: shower, bathe, or sponge bath.
All viable lest
we be Stinky. Good to the
last sniff. Never lost in crowds
A very special thank you to Writer Ravenclaw for Stinky inspiration
For Whom the Fib Tolls
1. The Parent Trap AKA Reproduction For Dummies
2. The Incredible Journey when I walk into a room and know exactly why I walked in there
3. Aladdin and his little teapot short and stout gave magic carpet rides (nudge nudge wink wink)
4. Mission Impossible More like MIssion (don’t try this at home) Improbable
5. One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest But it was a boomerang so it came right back
6. The Wind in the Willows “It wasn’t me” frantically pointing at the dog.
7. Underworld Overworld and a 6 point spread
8. Legally Blonde Nope definitely an unreformed criminal bleach bottle raven haired wench
9. The Terminator even though the franchise keeps goin’ and goin’ and goin’…
10. The Love Bug was her pet name for STDs
EverUnclear
Let me be unclear
Shout with courage to the eaves
and not acquiesce
To malign misdirection
of obtuse obfuscation
Biases Abound
eye witnesses are
not reliable because
human perception
is not only fungible
but highly tractable too
My Or-G.A.S.A.N.
Seems we are all drowning in advice.
Keep in mind a big chunk of that word is vice.
While forest bathing might be good for you, is showering your being with nefarious negative ions? Fear not. Negative ions are good for you too. Allegedly.
I have been urban bathing most of my life, except for a decade and a half residing in a more bucolic setting. Now I found that a bit too narrow of a bandwidth experience. In other words, I found my GASAN was not as rich out over yonder as the everything, everywhere, all at once particle flow of urban bathing. So I got my butt back to the city where I belong. Don’t get me wrong. I still enjoy a good negative ion pummeling from time to time in small doses. I get that molecular abuse when visiting the more pastoral settings that my city and my suburbs have on offer.
Mine. Mine. Mine.
So you can keep your negative ions because I much prefer doin’ the ….
My Advice
Take an electron. Leave an electron. But keep your filthy protons to yourself
me
Complicity’s Choice
Hobgoblin U
Ralph Waldo Emerson once wrote: “A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesmen and philosophers and divines.”
I once wrote: ” I know what I know until I know something different.”
Don Brewhaha told me: “See the inconsistent. Inspect the inconsistent. Learn the inconsistent. Embrace the inconsistent. Love the inconsistent. Be the inconsistent.”
On and On and On
As the sun rises over the lake’s horizon I reflect upon all that has been all that will be and all that I perceive as happening right now in the moment as the big ball off fire in the east pulls itself lazily out of the big lake that is the eastern boundary of my present domicile where I have lived most of my life except for the brief sixteen years when I lived on the southern tip of the big a lake and the sun would rise to my right and set to the left of me causing me much directional disorientation with the lake being to my north rather than to the east where it belongs when I make my Saturday morning run-on sentence along Lake MIchigan.
Friday A Go Go
1. Have a break, have a Kit Kat. Like life , you’ll never know what you’ll get. But you will like it or lump it.
2. You’re never alone with a strand. Because one strand leads to another.
3. Snap! Crackle! Pop! Crash! Bang! Boom! I see you met my little friend Kit Kat.
4. The Ultimate Driving Machine is other people. They drive me crazy. So says my little friend Sartre
5. Don’t leave home without it. A camera to take forced perspective photos of those other people
6. Have it your way. That’s what Decor Galore, a Kit Kat Club exotic dancer, whispered in my ear.
7. Good to the last drop, was the recently fired parachute packer’s motto.
8. Hello Moto. The last thing Mr. Motto heard after getting caught cheating on Gogo Yubari.
9. Taste the rainbow. Be the rainbow. That was something the Leprechauns would tell me back when I was a little sprout in Indiana
10. Because you’re worth it. Now where’s my change from the dollar I gave you.
A Scroll Threw Life 