In the city where I was raised, Mom, expressing respect for a deed well done despite all odds (for example, Mrs. Wilson planted her entire vegetable garden, went grocery shopping at the A&P, took the neighborhood kids to the park for the afternoon and hosted her bridge club in an immaculate home) would say, [...]
Archive for July, 2008
ThirtyWhat Takes Cake
Posted in arts, writing on July 30, 2008 | 2 Comments »
“It’s Hotter than Hooter in Heater today . . .
Posted in Uncategorized on July 29, 2008 | 1 Comment »
and it’s Hotter than Heater in Hellmouth.”
Pop quiz: Where does that line come from? Tell me the comedy entity that performed those words on a record, and I will laud your name in a Honey & Quinine posting. Yes, I KNOW who and I’ll ‘xplain more in a day or two. I add for the [...]
poem/song – I’m Cold Bill; Put on a Sweater
Posted in arts, writing on July 28, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I’m Cold Bill; Put on a Sweater
Life is a sad lament.
Where have the good years went?
The imperfections of our fellow humanity,
A rising chorus of obscenic banality,
Pompous and flaming froths -
Modern-day Visigoths.
Their vicious diatribe sucks red to blue.
They are the umbraged without a clue.
Martyrs who will not die
See only storm-tossed sky.
Grim walking wounded cavalcade of sad [...]
They Say Tom-OT-to; We Say Tom-AT-to, Except When We Say Tom-OT-to
Posted in Uncategorized on July 28, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Did you wonder why newscasters talked about a bike race in a country many legal citizens of the USA have never heard of:a little west-European territory called FRONTS? I wondered about this every time a story aired, but I didn’t wonder much because no Americans placed high at the finish and fewer were disqualified for [...]
Among My Souvenirs
Posted in writing on July 27, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
An update from Saturday — The first half block of the six I walked to the publisher’s party about 5 p was a challenge and education. As this leg malaise has captured so much of my attention when sitting at this computer in the office and relaxing in the living room, I didn’t anticipate the [...]
Wheelless in Springfield
Posted in writing on July 26, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
This isn’t the first time for me. The other time was the same car before I started subtitute teaching about eight years ago. It was winter then. And it was more of an alibi than reality.
The work situation is unaffected. George Jaworski happily picked me up and another good fella brought me home. The person [...]
Faux Glacier Ice – Tactile Summer Fun
Posted in writing on July 26, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
As Richard Nixon almost said, I am not a COOK! Still, I know how to make the most of a frying skillet.
A few weeks ago after finishing my most recently savored gallon bucket of Neapoitain ice cream, a minor revelation appeared before my eyes like a burning 43rd president. The plastic container fit easily into [...]
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Posted in writing on July 23, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Winston Churchill, a combat veteran of World War I, once said words to the effect that there is nothing quite so thrilling to a man as the experience of being shot at in war . . . . and missed! In third place, right behind the one most obvious to healthy hummin’ beans, I add: [...]
A Reconnect with a Wandering Waldmire
Posted in arts, writing on July 23, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Bob Waldmire and I were “hailed fellows, well met” when we attended Springfield Junior College in the mid 60s. I don’t know anyone who has remained who he was then as he (orshe) is today. His dad, returned from WWII, invented what Springfieldians today call the Cozy Dog and founded The Cozy Dog Drive-In on [...]
As the Wheels Turn
Posted in Uncategorized on July 21, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Word came late from the care repair shop. To completely fix the car will cost more than the car is worth, but it may cost less than another car that’s better. As long as I drive it in the city, it should hold together another few months without losing an axle.
On the whole, I’d [...]
