BEST FURROWED BROWS
August 14, 2015
Winners – Best Furrowed Brows – Father and Son Division
Lon and Creighton (Lon Jr) Chaney
Share:
Comments Off on BEST FURROWED BROWS
SKY AS LIMIT
August 13, 2015
‘The sky’s the limit,’ snarled the bad marigold.
‘Why?’ asked the impertinent seed.
‘Because beyond the sky is space, and there’s no air there,’ mocked the bad marigold.
‘Why?’ asked the inquisitive seed.
‘Because … It’s … There’s … It’s none of your business. Get away from me before something happens that I like and you don’t. I don’t have time to talk now,’ snarled the bad marigold.
‘Why?’ asked the doe-eyed seed.
After eight more similar exchanges, the bad marigold wept, changed its ways, and became a good marigold. The innocent seed never did find out why.
Share:
Comments Off on SKY AS LIMIT
FOREST IMPERSONATION
August 12, 2015
An elite brigade of triffids practices impersonating a Sierra forest.
Share:
Comments Off on FOREST IMPERSONATION
A SENTENCE BY CORMAC McCARTHY
August 11, 2015
The carrion birds sat about the topmost corners of the houses with their wings out-stretched in attitudes of exhortation like dark little bishops. – at the scene of one of the various slaughters in Blood Meridian
Share:
Comments Off on A SENTENCE BY CORMAC McCARTHY
THE POET IN THE STRAITJACKET SPEAKS
August 10, 2015
oh bring us errant cigars
fold paper as if unto hats with dusty ribbons
place them trickling on our brows
remedy
remedy
i offer hope with savage intent
somewhere near
the face of the grinning man
Share:
Comments Off on THE POET IN THE STRAITJACKET SPEAKS
PUN FUN
August 8, 2015
‘The wife’s lookin’ for ya. She’s to the bottom of the hill,’ Matty informed his shipmate, Dave.
‘Oh, she is, has it?’ said Dave, and he drained his tapered glass of ale. ‘Draw me another, Tim.’
Tim refilled Dave’s glass.
‘There now, I’ll be back before I’ve gone,’ said Dave, raising his full glass in a farewell salute and sauntering out the door.
Nursing his glass of ale, he went down to the she in sips.
Share:
Comments Off on PUN FUN
PLAYING MAKE BELIEVE
August 7, 2015
These young flowers are pretending to be butterflies.
Share:
Comments Off on PLAYING MAKE BELIEVE
QUESTION
August 6, 2015
KINDNESS
August 5, 2015
The crowd dispersed in sullen dismay after the winning ticket had been drawn. The richest man in town had won again. A bitter Norman Cardwell tore his losing stub into bits, stuffed them into his mouth, chewed them thoroughly into a clump of sog, and spat the clump of sog into the face of a random stranger who happened to be passing by at that moment.
‘Here now, my fine fellow, don’t take it so hard,’ said the grinning fool, the sog clinging barnacle-like to his cheek. ‘I look at it this way. If you or I had been meant to win, why then, don’t you see, we would have won.’
This statement induced Norman Cardwell to snort so vehemently that it would have been to his advantage to have his handkerchief poised beneath his nostrils.
‘Tell you what I’ll do,’ continued the fool. ‘Here. Take this, no questions asked, and be hale and hearty all down the days.’
Saying this, the stranger bowed and slipped a little packet into the clenched fist of Norman Cardwell. Then he skipped away.
Curiosity being a skill not unknown to Norman, he tore at the lip of the tiny packet, and out fell a plain drab gray metal ring. Norman looked up, down, side-eyed left, side-eyed right. The ring snugged to perfection on his little finger, and Norman was happy as a starfish, which he was. In a local tide pool.
Share:
Comments Off on KINDNESS
By this guy (grown old):
dochorton - at - live - dot - com
RSS: Subscribe to
Doc's LunacyTweets
5 of 5 stars to The Great Train Robbery by Michael Crichton goodreads.com/review/show/55…
