Not a Skunk
Posted: February 19, 2011 Filed under: Joined at the Heart, Noxious Evils, Writers Write | Tags: family, perception, Trusting Your Instincts, writers, writing Leave a comment »I wore my shirt inside out most of the day yesterday. I got dressed in the dark because I didn’t want to wake Bacon. He’s on nights. I went for a two-mile walk. I took Coco’s inhaler to school and talked to Nurse Millie. I drove to a distant continent to buy veggies for the co-op. No one said anything.
On the way home I stopped for a train to pass. When I looked down, the buttons on my Henley weren’t visible. At first, I didn’t get it. Then, I laughed. People must think I’m crazy. My hair was wild–long and gray. My glasses were perched on my head. My clothes were inside out.
We are not meant to be nocturnal. Man is not a skunk wandering for miles in the dark. We need to see where we’re going. I don’t know the future, but it’s not building cars in a factory at night.
Like this:
Dancing Queen
Posted: December 2, 2010 Filed under: Mouths of Babes, Noxious Evils, Writers Write | Tags: family, songs in my head, Trusting Your Instincts, writers, writing 2 Comments »At Thanksgiving, Cookie Crisp brought the movie Mama Mia. She thought the girls would like it. A movie musical usually goes over at our house. It sure did. Over. And over. And over.
I survived ABBA the first time. When I taught high school, I had to ban it from the audio cassette player on trips in the school mini-van. They had cassette players then, before iPods. The music isn’t offensive–the first time you hear it. The problem is you keep hearing it. Dancing Queen is a carcinogenic ear worm.
This morning Cherry came into my room before school. ”Mom, make it stop. Please make it stop. It’s been seven days.”
I applied the only known cure for Mama Mia, Bob Dylan. I hope he works.
Spamarama
Posted: July 7, 2010 Filed under: Noxious Evils, Writers Write | Tags: Trusting Your Instincts Leave a comment »WordPress does a good job keeping out the unwanted. I’m able to see the site you come from. Read comments in advance, and gag over some of the Google searches, but WP hasn’t figured out the Referrers problem. Here is a sampling of click overs from the last month.
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With a few exceptions, it’s an eclectic assortment of places I don’t want to go produced by automated drones sent to infiltrate my world. Every morning, I check the stats page, and there’s a new one. Part of me wants to click and peak, but as a grown-up, I know that some places are best left alone.
