The coldest winter is a summer in San Fran and the most stressful event is a birthday party Making lists for the day, for the week, for the month and for the year is an entrenched part of our modern-day lives. For the last few weeks there has […]
Birds of a feather when it comes to friends and money: Who foots the restaurant bill? When I started college, I noticed an odd thing in regards to first-year college roommates. They all seemed to have been placed together based on height. All pairs were […]
A six year old boy jumps for adventure He has turned six years old and he is loving his bike-riding moments. He loves being back at school and playing at recess with his old-school friends. It’s a big step to go from kindergarten to first-grade. He is […]
I’m ready for another travel adventure Ok. So, I just got back from Australia, where sadly I brought back a parasite with me. It hung out in my colon and wrought havoc in my life a few weeks. Yet, I still have the travel bug (pun […]
The wheels go round and round in my head Lately life has been a bit topsy turvy. At times I feel like my eyes are spinning with no relief in sight. This street art in Australia captured my current state of mind perfectly. At times […]
It’s a Mad, Halargian World: no ketchup for you, crazy sea mushrooms and stinky aliens hanging out in deep Utah craters I woke up to the sound of fire fighters arriving yet again to investigate some odd, gas smell at my neighbor’s house. It was 5:30am and […]
My sad Haiku (rather tanka): Parasite ate my summer One day it was over Parasite ate my summer Now the leaves turn red Yet, the sunlight skipped my skin Parasite burrowed my life
Punch the dreary unsettled sky Pound the iron-cased hearts Jab at the haughty chin Lance that sneering infected smile Knock out the long-standing lies Ball up that fist one last time For freedom waits in the ring for no one Go ahead and raise that fist for liberty […]
I came across a dead bird today I paused and Quietly cried It just laid there broken and grey Energy and stasis bound to collide Little bird, little bird No mom there to mend Your chirps no longer heard I weep as you ascend Here, your spirited wings […]
You really like me: One lovely blog award My mom loved the movie Norma Rae which may be where in part I get my activism yearning for social justice. Of course, my mom also loved The Flying Nun. I just don’t get that television show […]