While researching an old quotation in Google Books, I came across this LIFE “Liars’ Number” magazine cover from 101 years ago, captioned “Getting away
LIFE: Liars’ Number, 1922
ha ha
funny, or at least I think so
O! ¿queso what?
What are flowers without the bees,
What of grasses without the breeze?
Nothing the wind if not for the trees,
Nada la quesadilla sin el cheese.
Creator with sense of humor
I know intelligent design doesn’t exist because whoever gave wings to
What 45 feels like at 3 a.m.
Middle age — a stealthy, crafty nemesis.
Desert weeds after heavy rains
Some weeds are nourishing, and some medicinal;
Some are beautiful, colorful, and downright flowery;
And yet others, even those that pop up one fine morning
as the tiniest innocent young sprouts of green —
are relentless, run riot, and are one hundred and ten percent determined as @#!% to @#!% up your @#!% yard if it @#!% kills the @#!% both of you!
They’ll be back
you can shout it to every star
bare your soul up to the moon
cast your problems nightly afar —
but they always flood back by noon
Ruffled feathers
serene spring morning
calm but for two birds brawling
uh — that’s not fighting
Bedwriting
it’s smart as can be
things that make sense in our dreams
when we wake — insane
Stages of Papago Orange Blossom
segmented,
fermented,
demented.
entry in my beer tasting journal for Huss Brewing Co.’s Papago Orange Blossom, a delicious Arizona vanilla mandarin wheat ale
Starlings
European starlings
multiply like weeds
they are avian Borg
assimilating resistlessly
they are teenage girls
who will always travel
to the restroom together —
from yellow beaks
oddly alien noises
and so much chatter —
one or two are cute
but the whole crowd
is so flocking loud!
Real funny
My life is half reality show, half Saturday morning cartoons.
Calm in a cup
Tea is a magical calming elixir — like, as if coffee had a therapist.
Abridged
Just so you know, I lied about my weight on my poetic license.