“Hotel Lobby, 1943,” by Edward Hopper Ladies and GentlemenLegs are the last to go,draped in silk or cotton; unlike neck or bottomthat, despite treatments, showwrinkled, unrisen dough,overcooked, coiled ramen.Dicks are the first to go,hungry prima donas,brainless, seek nirvanas;power, lust make them grow– until one day they don’t.Blue pill popped iguana.Affix in mind, aboveshells of this…
Month: September 2024
POPO2024 Day 26
My lawn has become c(l)overed.Theories vary:–longer times between mows–plants adapted to grow low–the extreme heat and rain.First was Spring’s dandelionization.Pollinators continue rejoicing.
#FF — The Doctor on Vacay (2nd story for this week)
The Doctor on Vacay “Master, we’re not in Gallifray,” said K9 from the doorway of the TARDIS. The Doctor peered out and smiled. “Looks like it’s vacation instead of stuffy court business. Romana, put on your pink ruffled bikini. I’ll grab the beach gear. K9, stay. We can’t have you getting sand in your tractor…
#FF — Punch and Judy
PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook Punch and Judy Punch ate porn for breakfast. “Get your lazy ass up and get me my coffee.” Judy still cringed when Punch combined orders with insults. Perhaps it was the banality of his tone. Perhaps it was the way his bloodshot eyes never shifted from the computer screen as…
POPO2024 Day 25
Terry Pratchett, my championfor ↑ annual goodreads #s.Humor, adventure, and magicjostle each other totennis match my eyes.Each of the 40-some booksstand alone, yet intersectat places, histories, characters.All are set on a (Disc) worldthat is carried on the backsof 4 elephants& a mighty turtle.
POPO2024 Day 24
Reading Bono’s bookis reading The Bible.I take it slow, to savorhis focused meticulousnessto get it right in the telling.As an Irishman, his daringto be honest in the tellingis luxury not been affordedover so many lengthy, dedicated oppressions.
Scoby Dooby Do
Some of my long-time readers may remember me talking about fermented foods, and kombucha specifically. I go through periods of fermenting foods and then my interest wanes for awhile and then returns. The last time I brewed kombucha was a few years ago. The pickle jars and bottles of 2nd fermentation were abandoned on shelves…
Tao Talk 