As Paul Simon might have said about Afghanistan’s president, “He’s . . . .
Posted in thoughts, writing on December 29, 2007 | No Comments »
still Karzi after all these years!”
Live long and don’t mess with poppy crops.
Posted in thoughts, writing on December 29, 2007 | No Comments »
still Karzi after all these years!”
Live long and don’t mess with poppy crops.
Posted in thoughts, writing on December 29, 2007 | 1 Comment »
Pictured above: a practical solution for the post-Christmas delemma: What’s to be done with the rest of these stupid mini marshmallows? Photo by Job Conger, Peter Pan Crunchy addict and Joe Biden supporter.
Even though I ate a tasty baked chicken for the big birthday dinner on the 25th, I went “whole hog,” so to speaq, [...]
Posted in thoughts, writing on December 28, 2007 | 1 Comment »
Imagine moving ito a country where everyone knows you’re there to restore democracy to a people who have lived their lives in supplication to the class of brutal, powered elete. Do you think I’m talking about Freedom Riders setting up housekeeping in Selma, Alabama in 1962? I could be, but I’m not.
Now imagine that the [...]
Posted in arts, thoughts, writing on December 27, 2007 | No Comments »
Pictured above is a license plate from Bob Gilbert’s collection.
It was a “bolt from the blue” when my Benjamin Franklin Junior High School-to-now good friend Bob Gilbert called a few days ago from his home in northern Illinois. He had good news: his first novel Megan’s Love has been slated for publication in a few [...]
Posted in thoughts, writing on December 26, 2007 | 2 Comments »
About a month ago I heard a public service announcement that Salvation Army was looking for bellringers I knew it was a volunteer gig, but in my circumstance, blessed with a car and the need to “justify my flesh” in this world, I called the number. Knowing absolutely nothing about how they operate, work schedules, [...]
Posted in thoughts, writing on December 24, 2007 | No Comments »
Passion Flower
by Job Conger
To a virgin in the night,
In a land almost forgot
And a time when faith grew dimmer by the hour;
From a manger’s meager light
Came the dawn of a new day
With the birth of God’s own son, his Passion Flower.
Chorus — Passion Flower, planted simply to atone
For the sin and the hate not of [...]
Posted in thoughts, writing on December 23, 2007 | No Comments »
Season of Love
by Job Conger
It’s a time and a season
People go into hock
Buying presents for others
And enduring the schlock:
The retail over-selling
As we push and we shove.
It’s a shame we forget that
It’s a season of love.
From a brother to sister,
From a mom to a dad,
Like a breath to revive us
In a time that’s gone bad.
Let’s remember [...]
Posted in arts, thoughts, writing on December 22, 2007 | No Comments »
This creation is intended to be sung to the tune of Noel . . . . or recited, or read, or left alone.
Oh Well
by Job Conger
Every year is a marathon race from the start
As we week satisfaction for home hearth and heart,
And the point of the blood, sweat and tears that we pay
Is a [...]
Posted in thoughts, writing on December 21, 2007 | 2 Comments »
For a few weeks I’ve allowed myself to simmer in a crock pot of bile shared by a visitor whose nom-de-poo will never be seen here for long. I’ve found the chemistry of that bile a mixed blessing. Yes there was truth in it, but it bothered me that someone I know found it better [...]
Posted in thoughts, writing on December 8, 2007 | 5 Comments »
I will post again at Honey & Quinine.
Happy holidays to one and all.
Live long . . . . and proper.