November 10, 2009
Homer strolled by the wine-dark sea and sang out the story of Ulysses to rosy-fingered dawn. His secretary, Dave Chambers, hustled in Homer’s wake, transcribing every word in a shorthand only he could decipher. After safely settling ‘Old Blindy’ – Dave’s private name for Homer – down for a nap under an olive tree, Dave […]
November 9, 2009
watch out for bi-polar machete-wielding circus clowns
November 6, 2009
“Very nice, but I’m a hydrant man myself.”
November 5, 2009
The Carefree Daffodil “Oh, no! They’re going to pick us! I knew it! I knew it! Oh, no!” trumpeted a daffodil sprouted near the edge of a meadow positively yellow with daffodil blooms. “Who cares?” sniffed a daffodil nearby, head held high while the meadow all around swayed in floral panic. The collectors swept in […]
November 4, 2009
i walked on the wharf fish stared from abandoned creels goggle-eyed surprised
November 3, 2009
by golly i’m a poet and yet somehow i remain blissfully unaware of the fact
November 2, 2009
Unless you’re a Mozart or another of his ilk, there has to be sacking before there is silk.
November 1, 2009
The Vampire and the School Custodian Two vampire bats engaged in a heated discussion with a school custodian. Count Dracula looked on, amused. When the bats, mocked beyond endurance by the school custodian, suddenly produced a couple of shivs, the count decided enough was enough and intervened. “Fellow, fellows, forgive and forget … Forget … […]