During the Vachel Lindsay Architectural Tour, we were walking north on Seventh when we all saw a woman leading a big horse from a recently-parked trailer, I wondered to my friend Ed Gehlbach and his good wife how interesting it was that Paul Simon had mentioned “the horse on Seventh Avenue” in his fine tune [...]
Archive for June, 2008
A Come-on From the Horse on Seventh Avenue
Posted in arts, writing on June 30, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Eating Makes Me Hungry
Posted in arts, writing on June 29, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I can painlessly transcend sub-nominal circumstances as I did when I declared the planned Saturday of eating other peoples’ food “an experiment,” and ended the day without feeling the world hates me. I had paid a few bills last week, and had to stretch what was left in the account to July 1. (In my [...]
Is Barack Obama an elitist? I think no.
Posted in Uncategorized on June 28, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Here’s why. Consider his slogan — “Change We can Believe In.”
Is that the mantra of an Eastern intelligensia-type? Heck no! If he was one of those, instead of being one of the people, by the people and for the people, if he was a lingual effetist, his slogan would be . . . .
Change in [...]
I Shook Gene Autry’s Hand!
Posted in writing on June 27, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I’ve just logged about an hour over at Umbrage Universal, mon other blog, and hours before that updating my Brotherhood of Jobs web site, and that workout prompts this romp in semi-flashback. . .
You wouldn’t believe who I just met out at the airport! GENE AUTRY! Dad and I went out to the airport to [...]
Life at the Edge of the World
Posted in writing on June 26, 2008 | 1 Comment »
It’s about 83 outside the showroom of the stoner joint where I’m working this summer — or maybe for the rest of my misbegotten life. Inside, it’s a breezy 81, thanks in part to the five ceiling fans in motion; surprisingly comfortable. From this computer, looking into the room, I resemble a [...]
Secret Asian Man – Arts Comin’ Upins
Posted in arts, writing on June 24, 2008 | 2 Comments »
They’ve given you a number and taken away your name.
The rosster crows on his kness because he doesn’t know how to wark.
I digress.
Mark your calendar for June 28. Early risers will want to take in Springfield Art Association’s reception for “The Many Faces of Abe – The Jime and Carole Shay Collection.” Their excellent gallery [...]
Doing the Funky Check-In
Posted in Uncategorized on June 22, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
So who the fring-frang is Funky Wingerbean anyway? I met him as the high school nerd who grew into the young married who was an aspiring writer and lived above an Italian restaurant. There was a head portrait of a fellow who could be the guy who might greet you as you enter Wal-Mart (btw [...]
Four Hours in Richburb Place
Posted in arts, writing on June 21, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I signed on with my summer employer to work in the office, but I also fill in when he needs a substitute hand in the field. If you can imagine a bloke togged in semi-dress slacks, shined Florsheims and a shirt that would not look out of place at Magna Bank attached to a guy [...]
How I Avoided Spilling Iced Tea All Over My Car’s Front Seat Again
Posted in Uncategorized on June 19, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I haven’t taken my lunch with me when leaving home in the morning since I was in sixth grade at Blackhawk Elementary Schule in Springfield, Illinwa (Illinoi if you prefer; Illinoise if you prefer instead; an Illinois by any other name is still cornbread country style). My recent part time salvation-circumstance is prompting reconsideration of [...]
Poetry Fans, Mock Your Colanders for June 21
Posted in arts, writing on June 19, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
That’s when my former college instructor and Vachel Lindsay scholar extraordinare Dennis Camp will talk about the poet. The title of his presentation is “Vachel Lindsay Attempts to Educate Springfield on Racial Issues.” If you ever met the incredible Campmeister, you’d know why I recommend you attend his presentation at Vachel Lindsay Home State Historic [...]
