August 31, 2010
Parenthetically speaking, the members of the troika announced: (I’ll vote yes in spite of not winning the hen stacking competition.) (I’ll vote no because my guardian angel’s chiropractor told me to.) (I’m not even going to vote. That ‘ll show them.)
August 30, 2010
This high Sierra cabin window offers four views, one for each pane.
August 29, 2010
The Smoke King A youthful king set out one day to find a bride. He vowed to discover a maiden neither like an ax handle nor surrounded by a flock of beetles. After wading through flocks and flocks of wenches surrounded by beetles and elbowing his way through hordes of ax handle-shaped maidens, he encountered […]
August 28, 2010
The lightning flashed all night, playing with its livid glare upon the neighboring trees, revealing the vast expanse of the plain, and then leaving us shut in as if by a palpable wall of darkness. In 1846, Mr. Parkman of Massachusetts wandered the plains with a traveling village of Lakota people and wrote admirable sentences […]
August 26, 2010
Little Jack Horner Went to the corner To buy his poor dog a bone But when he got there The shelves were all bare And Miss Muffet was stuck on the phone
August 25, 2010
Peter, Paul and Larry Bob Dolan Oditta Pete Cigar
August 24, 2010
Day one – moved three steps to my left. felt woozy. returned to original position. Day two – thought about taking two steps forward. decided against it. Day three – leaned to the right for ten minutes. on straightening up, flooded with feeling of relief. no more traveling for me.
August 23, 2010
“Who in the name of industrial planning is that?” one might reasonably ask. “That is Queen Jebb of the Acrotwist Clowns,” one might just as reasonably answer. “Huh?” one could reasonably respond. “It’s a long story. Let’s eat breakfast,” one could reasonably suggest.
August 22, 2010
“I have a badger on my lapel,” proudly stated the handsome young rhinoceros. “Why, so you do!” exclaimed the rhino’s adoptive mother, the Trollop of Medicine Hat. “Whatever is it good for?” “I always know what time it is,” boasted the badger, taking out a pocket comb and combing his pocket. “See?” said the young […]