Thursday, August 31, 2006

In a software design meeting, we were using typical
technical jargon to discuss a data exchange interface with a vendor.
One co-worker said the programming we had ordered was delayed
because the vendor was suffering from a "severe nonlinear waterfowl issue."
Curious, the team leader raised his eyebrows and asked,
" What exactly is that?" The programmer replied,
"They don't have their ducks in a row."

a duckie joke today!

just cause i wanted to!

got the panty idea and site from BLUE GAL, THANKS!

TAH DAH!!!!!!

A man is driving a pick-up truck down the road with a bunch of ducks standing in the back. A police officer pulls over the driver and informs him that he is speeding and then asks him where does he think he's going with all those ducks. The driver says that he just doesn't know what to do anymore. The officer says, "Look, there's a zoo not far from there and that's where you should be taking them. That will take care of your problem." The man thanks the officer and drives off with his ducks.
The next day the officer again sees the pick-up truck once again speeding down the road. This time, though, all the ducks in the back are standing there with sunglasses. The officer pulls over the driver over and says, "I thought I told you to take them to the zoo!" "I did that," said the driver, "but now they want to go to the beach!"
went to see my new grandkitten last night.
she is a sweetie, very snuggly. mika is pissed,
boris is confused, but that's his normal state and
my little granddaughter is entranced by the kitten.
it was fun to see it all. s

Wednesday, August 30, 2006


(Words and Music by Bob Dylan)
1966, 1976 Dwarf Music

Nobody feels any pain
Tonight as I stand inside the rain
Ev'rybody knows
That Baby's got new clothes
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows
Have fallen from her curls.
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl.
Queen Mary, she's my friend
Yes, I believe I'll go see her again
Nobody has to guess
That Baby can't be blessed
Till she sees finally that she's like all the rest
With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls.
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl.
It was raining from the first
And I was dying there of thirst
So I came in here
And your long-time curse hurts
But what's worse
Is this pain in here
I can't stay in here
Ain't it clear that
I just can't fit
Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit
When we meet again
Introduced as friends
Please don't let on that you knew me when
I was hungry and it was your world.
Ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do
You make love just like a woman, yes, you do
Then you ache just like a woman
But you break just like a little girl.

the last 3 lines here are just, well, he really nails it, almost spooky
how well and how much he caught a woman's being in so few words.
he is a poet first and foremost, to me, a magnificent poet.

someone should tell him to get rid of the damn mustache tho! s

meet octavia, my newest grand cat.

she is 12 weeks old and joins mika and boris

my other 2 grand cats.

just arrived yesterday(my daughter is a softy like me when it comes to animals and kids)

i haven't found out what my little grand daughter has to say about this yet.

grey, grey, ah, it looks like pittsburgh
WAIT, yes toto there's no place like home!

; )

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

a maze ment

the swirls and whorls
the labyrinths of each fingerprint
throb with memories
of your skin beneath my stroke.

the breeze is cool and the late summer, sounds of crickets.
it will be dark soon. the dark is coming earlier.

my light tan is fast fading, soon i think, i will once again
glow in the dark! ; )

minutes hours days months
years go by

i chew on my thoughts at breakfast
and wash them down with coffee
no cream.

i clean with mop, pail and
pine smells to mask sour regrets

set the table

the food plentiful
the conversation, spare.

check the doors, the lights, the cat

turn down cool sheets
and imagine the shape, the feel
the scent of you.

been watching the latest storm headed towards fla.
my cousin just wrote, it's not hitting where she lives,
now, i have to see about my uncle and aunt. they
live in a different part of the state.
tues. morning. rained all night, thankfully!
we need it. seems we either have too much or
too little. just like most things in life. s

Monday, August 28, 2006

got this at 2 political junkies!

see post below,go read,
before this day is done. thanks, s
there is a MUST read post by maria, over at
2 political junkies on katrina.
check out the post and blogswarm on katrina
at shakespeare's sister.

new orleans 05

it was said this morning
to tether the dead
so bloated corpses

can't float away
human balloons
filled with sorrows.

this was written last year and
offered to a site that raised donations
for the victims.

one year, god, one year! s

Sunday, August 27, 2006

happy, happy birthday to
my son-in-law eric!

tomorrow is his birthday!

cake, cake, CAKE!!!!
Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen

Leonardo da Vinci

Saturday, August 26, 2006

got another c&c for the poem.

mails been messed up, but it's back. i swear
at times PK must have the same gremlins as
blogger! anyway, i was pleased to find this comment when
i came home last night:

"this is so beautiful. very sensuous and meaningful."

no crits so far, i'm surprised. tho we are beginning another poetry challenge
and that takes up a lot of time. s

Friday, August 25, 2006

Dame Margot Fonteyn:

"Take your work seriously, but never yourself."
a posting on the first draft of the poem :

2 halves = 1 whole

as i promised, i'd share any c&c i received on
this new poem. so far, just one from a PK member
who wrote, "i loved the gentleness of this poem.
i felt like i was being caressed by it!"

this made me smile. it's really a good feeling when a work
is well received. if i get anything more, good OR bad
i will post it and then go from there as to any changes
in the poem. s

friday, tah dah, joke day...

Q: Why was the teacher annoyed with the duck?

A: Because he wouldn't quit quackin' jokes!

Thursday, August 24, 2006

“It is not because the truth is too difficult to see that we make mistakes...

we make mistakes because the easiest and most comfortable course for us is to seek insight where it accords with our emotions - especially selfish ones.”

Alexander Solzhenitsyn

Russian novelist, Nobel Prize for Literature (1970

after the crap of the last 24 hours...

this is where to get this picture.
"The road that is built in hope is more pleasant to the traveler
than the road built in despair, even though they both
lead to the same destination."

Marian Zimmer Bradley

do they? s

eye see

with brown eyes
blue things
even when i
squeeze them shut
and pretend not to notice.

pictures o' bob!

here he is sitting on the windowsill by
my computer and TRYING to squeeze himself
into the house he had when he was just a kitten.
he USED to be able to hide in there.
not now tho!!!!

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

i called into a radio show this morning.
THAT was a first for me and i was a nervous wreck
but i like tony norman's writing and i check in on
THE 2 POLITICAL JUNKIES blog on and off through
the day. SO, when i read that they were going to be on
1360, i just decided to give it a shot! they were very nice
and tony laughs a lot, like i do so i didn't feel too silly.
new experiences, why not? ; )
i tried to watch the HBO doc, WHEN THE LEVEES BROKE:
A REQUIEM IN FOUR ACTS, but i just couldn't. i will, i know
watch it in a rerun. i've been too down to watch that much pain.

BUT, here is the HBO site to help the victims and the city recover.
give it a look. it's something we can do for ourselves. thanks, s

this is a first draft of a new poem.
i've sent it to my workgroup to see if
anyone has any comments or crits.
i thought i'd post it here and let you see
what, if any c&c i receive and if i change
this piece drastically or in a small way if at all.

here it is:

2 halves = 1 whole

you were big
your bigness
surprised me.
i saw it on my face
making an O
in your eyes

then you became
me and i
became you as
we came

you were gentle
your gentleness
soothed me.
i saw it in your face
making you LOOK
and my eyes

then i became
you and me
and you grew in
my womb
like a child kicking

and i loved you
because it was like
giving birth
to myself.
the other blog that i am a contributing writer for

THE SOUL OF US, is back up and running.
it's charlie tee and me for the moment.
take a look, add a comment or 2 , to the topic.
the latest is a musical one. i know some of the other
bloggers that i "talk" with are into music. so come on over
and "talk" with us.

i'll be waiting for ya! ; )

Monday, August 21, 2006

just got this in an e-mail. it touched me and
so i thought i'd post it here. thanks jim!

Beautifully stated

As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You'll fight with your best friend. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back. Don't be afraid that your life will end, be afraid that it will never begin.
congrats to my friends marty and denise.
their daughter martina just had a baby boy, joseph anthony.
little joey joins his brother billy and his cousin giovanni.
that makes 3 grandsons! s

Saturday, August 19, 2006

well, it's finally raining, but
it held off until the car cruise was over!

things went quite well, tho it was gawd awful muggy outside
and so, i spent most of my time inside of the club.

an entire 8 ft. table loaded with toys PLUS a large
cardboard box full AND over 100.00 to the animal shelter!

i was so pleased and the peach cobbler and brownies and
the cake i made were all declared very, very good
and all were eaten and enjoyed before i left!

my thanks to EVERYONE that made this a great day! s

found out how to do this over at blue gal's!

i'm on notice! : )

see what happens with no sleep, cobblers and silliness ensues !!!!
4:21 a.m.

there are few fruits as sensual as
ripe peaches. i am wide awake and since no
words would come, i decided to make a peach cobbler
for the cruise today. i blanched and peeled
the fresh peaches i bought
from a farm close to my home. they are red and gold
and with a smell that was tempting.

the cobbler is in the oven, the hint of nutmeg is in the night air. s

2:47 a.m. the breeze is cooling and the night sounds are at their peak.
i can not sleep and can not decide what to do and so i am here, alone
with no
words. s

Thursday, August 17, 2006

attention, joke below!!!! ; )

i might not be around tomorrow morning, things to do! s

Q: What do you get when you put a bunch of ducks in a box?

A: A box of quackers!
time for another guest poet.
i was going to post this earlier. i was waiting
for her bio, but she is having major computer problems
and so, i am posting this now, while the heat is still with us.
you will understand my reasons after you've read her poem.
i'll post her bio later. she has been gracious enough
to let me post her work here. thanks much sally.

Salt of the earth

These men are like that, strong capable
biceps like footballs, crawling under cars
over mountains, smelling of testosterone
and musk. Their brain in their hands as
well as their trousers. Hearts like lions
with growls worse than a bite. Watch them
at work, shoulders bare to the sun, legs
anchored to the earth. Not a word of a poem
drips from their mouths, only a smudge
of a fierce kiss from a night of wooing.
With more action than false words of a
sweet sugar daddy, men of grit never
melt in the heat of a snatched summer kiss.
They recreate and procreate, fill the earth
with their kind, lean on their shovel from
time to time, smile and let the sweat of
their labour fall to the ground.

Sally James
a beautiful day, tho the grass is brown and i feel bad
for the local farmers. went to a small car cruise down along
the allegheny. it was beautiful, with the ducks and the seagulls
(yes, we have pgh. river seagulls) swooping thru the bright skies. s

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

been that kinda day !
a few words about the west deer animal shelter:
it's a small facility and run by donations
and volunteers. it's behind the municipal
building. sad to say, but it's a rural area
and some unfeeling people take their older or
no longer able to care for pets and just turn the poor sweeties loose in the woods. maybe they
mistakenly think they can fend for themselves,
but more likely, they just discard them, like worn out shoes!
a few, are lost and barb tries hard to reunite them with their owners, but most, oh just imagine it, being thrown out into woods or along side of a road, the fear, the hunger, the loneliness!

so, if you will take a peek at the website, maybe adopt
one of these old darlings, or send a small donation, drop off some food or squeaky toys if you live around there, or call barb and ask what you can do. you won't regret it. s

all prayers and good thoughts to the mayor of pgh!

i think a good way to show him that we are all behind him
would be to "redd up pittsburgh" each of us do a little bit to
make this city that he so obviously loves shine!

oh, for those in the area.

there will be a car cruise this saturday
at the owl's in russelton.

the owls are hosting a toy drive by the west deer police.
so, if you want, stop by, 1 to 5 and bring a new, unwrapped toy
for the police to collect and distribute this coming Christmas.

it's a small ex- coal mining town, but they have BIG spirit.

thanks. s

and barb from the west deer animal shelter is supposed to be there
she usually has a sweet stray or 2 with her. she and her helpers and
gary bogan, the animal control person do an amazing job rescuing strays
with limited funds but dedicated volunteers. maybe you might find the perfect
four footed friend if you stop by or visit the west deer animal shelter.
so many of these sweet dogs have been just abandoned in the township and surrounding area.

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

a poetry tale:

little wanna be

"and where do your ideas come from?
the words for your little POEMS?"

with the tone of voice only
the overeducated can pull off

subtle, but not.

he smiled down from his lofty height
waiting for little wanna be
to scurry away
like a bug when a rock's been kicked over.

little wanna be looked up
eyes wide with a smile
that wasn't.
a smile that only the littles
can pull off

and said

"don't know." cause
little wanna be knew right then
that he wasn't
and she was.

keeping the answers to herself.

"Dancing is like dreaming with your feet!"

i got this last night over at froth's in the comments.

i'll warn you, it's been stuck in my head all night! s

watch if you dare, ha!
finally rained last night,
my 2 little tomato plants are happy!

saw a bit about t. ridge and the color codes and how
he was pushed into elevating them at times to benefit
certain political types.

SO, i'm adopting the code, "Omigod" instead
of those dumb colors. if it ever gets to code "Omigod!"
THEN, i'll start to get crazed! ok???

got the code Omigod from johnny mac

going to be a good day! s

Monday, August 14, 2006

i'm not sure i'd like this (unless i left the cherry vodka out)
but the name is just too wonderful and this is my 1000th
post so...

Chocolate Orgasm
1 1/2 oz Absolut® Mandrin vodka 1 1/2 oz white creme de cacao 1 shot Kahlua® coffee liqueur 1 shot cherry vodka 2 shots chilled espresso 4 - 6 oz Hershey's® chocolate milk
Serve in: Unknown
8.1 / 10
12.0% (24 proof)533 calories42.30 carbohydrates
check out foamy's squirrel songs!

squirrelly wrath! i love it!
got this in an e-mail early this morning. this is my info
anyone that wants to play along, just go for it! sherry

Welcome to the 2006 edition of... Getting to know your friends!

1. What time did you get up this morning? 4:45am
2. Diamonds or pearls? Diamonds
3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? been a few years, not sure
4. What is your favorite TV show? countdown
5. What did you have for breakfast? bran muffin
6. What is your middle name? ann
7. What is your favorite cuisine? Italian
8. What foods do you dislike? calamari 9. Your favorite Potato chip ? Cracked black pepper or bar b que
10. What is your favorite CD at the moment? john lee hooker
11. What kind of car do you drive? 1997 cavalier z24
12. Favorite sandwich? peanut butter and jelly
13. What characteristics do you despise? users
14. Favorite item of clothing? jeans and boots
15. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go? a cabin in the woods
16. What color is your bathroom? pastels, greens and blues and pinks/white
17. Favorite brand of clothing? victoria's secret
18. Where would you want to retire to? not sure i want to go anywhere
19. Favorite time of day? dawn
20. Where were you born? pittsburgh pa
21. Favorite sport to watch? none , well, boxing, but i have no favorite boxer at the time!
22. Who do you least expect to send this back? Jess
23. Person you expect to send it back first? ????
24. What laundry detergent do you use? i switch brands, sensitive skin
25. Coke or Pepsi? diet pepsi
26. Are you a morning person or night owl? insomniac, pick a time!
27. What size shoe do you wear? 7 1/2
28. Do you have pets? Yes
29. Any news you'd like to share with everyone? No
30. What did you want to be when you were little? writer/archologist
31. Favorite candy bar? Anything chocolate
32. What is your best childhood memory? learning to make bread with my grandparents
33. What are the different jobs you have had in your life?- baby sitter/ shampoo girl/hairdresser/proofreader/poet/guest editor/ temp list administrator for lit workshop. artisan concrete stone maker

34. Nicknames: sher
35. Piercing? Ears
36. Eye color? brown
37. Ever been to Africa? No
38. Ever been toilet papering? no
39. Love someone so much it made you cry? Yes
40. Been in a car accident? Yes
41. Favorite restaurant? none
42. Favorite ice cream? ben and jerry's phish food!
43. Favorite flower? Roses white and blood red ones
4. Disney or Warner Brothers? warner
45. Favorite fast food restaurant? subway or even better-KFC!!!!
47. How many times did you fail your drivers test? Once
48. Before this one, from whom did you get your last email? not sure, been a lot this a.m.
49. Which store would you choose to max out your credit cards? ethan allen or any pet breeder/animal shelter!-record store/book store, god, choices, CHOICES!
50. What do you do most often when you are bored? clean house or channel surf
51. Bedtime? god only knows!
52. Who are you most curious about their responses to this questionnaire? everyone
53. Last person you went to dinner with? john
54. What are you listening to right now? radio
55. What is your favorite color? black
56. Lake, Ocean or River? river
57. How many tattoos do you have? one
58. Which came first, the chicken or the egg? Chicken , humm, not gonna go THERE!
59. How many people are you sending this Email to? not sure
60. Who sent this to you and what is something you didn't know about him/her? donna, shoe size
61. What materialistic thing would you ask for if you had one wish to make? Jewelry
62. Time you finished this email? 9:47 A.M.

Return directions: Now, here's what you're supposed to Do... and please do not spoil the fun. Copy (NOT forward) this entire E-mail and paste it onto a new e-mail that you will send. Change all of The answers, so that they apply to you. Then send this to a whole bunch of people you know INCLUDING the Person who sent it to you. The theory is that you will learn a lot of little Known facts about those who know you. Remember to send it back to the person who sent it to you
a beautiful monday morning tho the heat and humidity will be back
for 1 more day. it is supposed to rain tonight. that will be good.
everything is so very dry. early spring here all it did was rain, now
nothing for days and days. ah, pittsburgh weather! s

Sunday, August 13, 2006

as i wrote earlier, i'm going to repost my latest poem
and then some comments and crits from my workgroup
to show a bit of the process. i'm fudging a bit because this
work was well received, so it makes me look good( hey, why not? )
it's rare that i do so well the first time out! ha! s


my poems of you
have become water colored
translucent shades in
blues and greens
as if too many thoughts
have licked all the bright
from the page.

among the c&c's that i got it was mentioned that the choice of
blues and greens was a good choice,
"these colours give depth and possible implied meaning to the poem."
"i would keep 'bright'. it's essential to the poem...the more one thinks of
something(or somebody)the more difficult it becomes to picture it(or them)"

he was spot on about that. those color choices were deliberately chosen
and the poem means pretty much as he took it, tho, as another pointed out
there is a sensuality, a sexual feel to the work as well
another comment that the phrase' licked all the bright' was novel and catching
and that the poem is sad and wistful. that to was on the mark.
it's rare that my poems are taken as is by so many. usually i do strive to leave
them open to each reader's interpretations, but this i suppose, is universal, tho
some did see the sensuality and some did not. i am glad of that because i
do want each to personalize it.

one poet did, because he is also into art, realize that pastels
could be read as an art medium
but that was because it is a thing he is familiar with. i had that thought as well but
decided that most readers wouldn't be pulled up short by that.

so, this is how the c&c works, minus the real crits that we can get,
and those are useful and a big part of learning and the bettering of a poem.
if any reader has comments or crits about this work, please,
do comment here or mail me i'd appreciate them, i do listen. thanks, sherry

Saturday, August 12, 2006

just thought i'd share this.
this is a new one. i submitted it for c&c
to my was well received and so
i will post this now and then, i will post
some of the comments so you can see the process.

i hope you like it. s


my poems of you
have become water colored
translucent shades in
blues and greens
as if too many thoughts
have licked all the bright
from the page.
sat. morn, bought a new mop yesterday
and i'm listening to muddy waters and
john lee hooker and a jump blues classics
cd while i mop the floors! i have some
pork tenderloin cooking in chunks on the stove,
going to make some shredded pork bar-b-que
for sandwiches tomorrow,
bless those little piggys! s

Friday, August 11, 2006

going out for a bit. it's a beautiful evening

have some fun!

it's a plan ya know?
well, it sounds like a plan to me! ; )

oh happy day!

i finally found ben and jerry's
it is just great, almost as good as their
THAT is the most perfect ice cream flavor!

another really good flavor is BRUSTER'S
chocolate raspberry truffle!!!! s
i just cut and pasted this. so it isn't presented as it should be
but i wanted to share this and i haven't much time this morning
maybe others will develop a love
of neruda as i have. he is one of my favorites. he touches me. s

it's the words, the beautiful damn words!

I Crave Your Mouth, Your Voice, Your Hair

DON'T GO FAR OFF, NOT EVEN FOR A DAY Don't go far off, not even for a day, because -- because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep. Don't leave me, even for an hour, because then the little drops of anguish will all run together, the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift into me, choking my lost heart. Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach; may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance. Don't leave me for a second, my dearest, because in that moment you'll have gone so far I'll wander mazily over all the earth, asking, Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?

Thursday, August 10, 2006

Wednesday, August 09, 2006

another beautiful morning tho
i can see the first tiny signs of fall.
there's a slight change in the green of my woods
and my groundhogs are starting to really pack on the
weight in preparations for the cold to come. little things here and there
that say fall, well and too, a sure sign, preseason football!!!! s

Tuesday, August 08, 2006


who's vision can see
thru the walls we've built
lie upon lie upon lie?
who's truth will break them?

yours, mine or their's
ah, but then again

do we really want a hero?

Monday, August 07, 2006

go on over to tunesmith's and anthony's blog and
watch the little video of the st. rocco parade in morningside.
i used to live across the river from there. had friends and in-laws
that used to live there and bloomfield. the video took me back
in time it did! s

i want to publicly thank Dr. Jim Bennett, the head
of the PK list and the PK site, for the faith he has
shown in me by asking me to be the list administrator
in his 2 week absence while he travels and gives readings
both in his native England and then here in new York.
there shouldn't be much for me to do. this group is made up
of very capable and admirable poets. i was honored to be asked.
thanks Jim. sherry

above is the main site. it's an extraordinary site for those serious about poetry.
the PK list, is the "in-house" workgroup.

god, i hope i don't screw up!

a happy monday!
this is supposed to be the last of the oppressive hot days!
we shall see i guess.

spent most of the day yesterday outside, needless to say
i am a crispy critter this morning, tho the last few years
i've been left with a tan instead of turning bright pink and then
white again. i try to slather on the sunblock but sometimes i forget
to reapply, like yesterday.

no poems today. s

Sunday, August 06, 2006

go and read the post on 2 political junkies.
the one about 9/11 and the new movie that's
out and the real life pittsburgh and family connection.
it's a real life hero story and interesting as anything i've
read in quite awhile. the post is titled:

The Local Connection to the "World Trade Center" Movie

Saturday, August 05, 2006

sat. night, in the 70's and it feels a
bit chill on my skin because it has been so
hot of late. today was glorious, tomorrow back
into the heat!

stayed home tonight, it was nice, quiet,
i can hear the crickets outside. the moon
is almost full again. nights like these are
a blessing.
just checked in on my friend/ fellow poet's blog TOUCHED BY THE SON

read the last post titled "Nogudnik"
then check out the band. way to go, i'm damn proud to know ya!

i really am! s
it's a beautiful sat. morning!
i've fed all the squirrels and birds and watered my tomato plants
and i'm sitting here, my hair damp from my shower and
the breeze thru the open window feels wonderful! s

Friday, August 04, 2006

there's been some interesting posts and discussions over at froth's blog
plus, he's got his friday puppy blogging!!!!

and just because...
blog thingy:

You Are 64% a Lady

Overall, you are a refined lady with excellent manners.
But you also know when to relax and not get too serious about etiquette

just killing time! s
"You were made perfectly to be loved - and surely I have loved you,
in the idea of you, my whole life long."

Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Q: What do ducks watch on TV?

A: Duck-umentaries!

a bonus joke! s

these are 2 of my bricks that i made.

they are a little hard to read, one of my rodies

is covering them. i have ones in the front of my house that say "welcome"

and "laughter" "music" "friends" and such. i just finished 2 this morning for

friends of mine and after i cleaned my tools ( a pain in the ...! ) i figured i'd fool around here

SO, here i am, fooling around. ; )

Thursday, August 03, 2006

a friday joke!

Q: What do ducks get after they eat?

A: A bill!
it has been so damn hot!
last night i actually went all the way into
pudd'n's swimming pool. i usually only dangle my feet or legs in.
can't swim and i don't float!
but, i went into the shallow end, shorts and a sleeveless T.
by the time i drove home, i was completely dry, too damn hot
even for a notoriously chilly person like me!
storms tonight! s

go'in round

there's this thing go'in round
little game at da bar
little game ta pass da time
ya take tha name a yer first pet
an add it ta da name a da first street ya ever lived on.
got it?
ya first pet anda street ya grew up on.
that's yer STRIPPER name, HA!
mine's RICKY 7
kinda like a 7-11
open all night.
a little something to think about! ; )

Wednesday, August 02, 2006

i'm in this month's issue of THE PICOLATA REVIEW.

it's a good on-line lit mag and i think you'll like all it has to offer. s

Tuesday, August 01, 2006


one clear drop runs
from nape down pebbled backbone
follows the curve
before drying salty on warmed skin.

this is from MY DAILY OM

August 1, 2006
A Festival Of Transition Lughnasa And Lammas

To ancient peoples, the yearly harvest was a reflection of the human cycle of birth and death. The reaping of food crops was associated with the spiritual abundance that sustained the soul. Yet harvest times were also a portent of autumn's chill and winter's harsh frosts. The Celtic peoples of centuries past acknowledged the season's first harvest with the festival of Lughnasa, the feast of the first fruits. Celebrated on August 1, it marked the midpoint between Beltane in May and Samhain in November, and symbolized a turning point in the lifecycle of Mother Earth. It was both a joyous celebration of plenty and a solemn wake for the decline of the potency of the sun god Lugh, from which the festival takes its name.What we know of Lughnasa, known also as Lammas, or the celebration of loaves, has survived in the rituals that are still practiced to this day. It is associated with grain, fruit, flowers, water, and soil, and celebrated atop summits as well as in the depths of holy wells. Traditionally, people assembled on hilltops to pick berries and engage in mock battles-the profusion of the gathered fruits and the results of the mock battles were believed to predict the outcome of the yearly harvest. Many visited ancient wells whose healing abilities were thought to be most potent on Lughnasa. Grand fairs and feasts were held, during which a portion of the newly picked grains were baked into man-shaped loaves commemorating the coming demise of Lugh. The descendants of those who first celebrated the summer harvest keep the traditions of Lughnasa alive in the fairs and sporting events that take place on August 1 throughout Ireland, England, Scotland, and Wales.Lughnasa is primarily a festival of transition and thus presents a wonderful opportunity to consider how our lives have changed in the recent past. If you choose to celebrate the harvest by baking bread, adding ingredients you have reaped from your own garden will reinforce your connection to the earth. Consume your bread with loved ones while openly sharing stories of the new beginnings you are currently celebrating and the endings you are mourning. As you honor the cyclical nature of existence, reflect upon the fact that just as there is joy to be found in the sowing and reaping, each of life's phases is worthy of celebration too.

got this in an e-mail

just now. i think that 4th

little monkey might be related to me. s

i liked this month's FOAMY THE SQUIRREL cartoon....

it is adult, so be warned.
just got my hair cut, short, short, SHORT!!!!

feels so much better, it's so hot out! S