i'm on a roll....
((i used to feel like the bullet in the gun of robert ford...
now?
i feel like the ink in the pen of:
stephen colbert))
Monday, June 28, 2010
I WANT TO RIDE MY BIKE
(i want to ride it where i like...) ((Life is Good)) {smiley face}
The other week-or so-(Time)
where does it go?
one day,recently, i pedaled to work like any other day-horray!
(the combo betwixt hurray! & horror)
(an audience aside)
EPIGRAM, n. a short sharp saying in prose or verse-freq. characterized by acerbity &
(sometimes) by wisdom. for example:
in each human heart are a tiger, a pig, an ass and a nightingale. diversity of character is due to
their unequal activity
(Ambrose Bierce-c previous)
out of the hedgegrow on silverleaf ave. in islandia
a white white dog, with a red-red mouth
(a mutt-me thinks? retriever-shepherd maybe-i was startled -but not alarmed)
This dog paced with me for about 100 yards-he on the sidewalk-i on the road
i sped-up-he responded-i slowed-he conccured
(i thought i was having a "god" moment-what the bejesus is going on here?)
About 30 feet from the T in the road-(All must stop)
the dog came off the sidewalk and walked into my path
if i had not braked-i think i would have hit him
Stupid Dog!(seen the 'toon?)
he proceeded to enter the T(with a car coming in each direction)
and stand dead center-facing south
he stopped traffic to allow me to pass
and then returned to the sidewalk and followed my pace.
DOG-mans' best friend
dyslexic atheist:doesn't believe in dog
houstus-stupid man!
Courage
((If i were king of the forest....
what if u met an elephant? i'd tie him up in celephant))
(the cowardly lion)
ELETELEPHONY
Once there was an elephant
who tried to use the telephant--
no no- i mean an elephone
who tried to use the telephone
((dear me-i am not certain quite
that even now i've got it right))
However it was; he got his trunk
entangled in the telephunk-
the more he tried to get it free
the louder buzzed the telephee
{ i fear i better drop this song-of
elephop and telephong!}
Laura Richards
LAMA
The one-l lama
he's a priest
the 2-l llama
he's a beast
and i will bet
a silk pajama
there isn't any
Three-l lllama
Ogden Nash
The other week-or so-(Time)
where does it go?
one day,recently, i pedaled to work like any other day-horray!
(the combo betwixt hurray! & horror)
(an audience aside)
EPIGRAM, n. a short sharp saying in prose or verse-freq. characterized by acerbity &
(sometimes) by wisdom. for example:
in each human heart are a tiger, a pig, an ass and a nightingale. diversity of character is due to
their unequal activity
(Ambrose Bierce-c previous)
out of the hedgegrow on silverleaf ave. in islandia
a white white dog, with a red-red mouth
(a mutt-me thinks? retriever-shepherd maybe-i was startled -but not alarmed)
This dog paced with me for about 100 yards-he on the sidewalk-i on the road
i sped-up-he responded-i slowed-he conccured
(i thought i was having a "god" moment-what the bejesus is going on here?)
About 30 feet from the T in the road-(All must stop)
the dog came off the sidewalk and walked into my path
if i had not braked-i think i would have hit him
Stupid Dog!(seen the 'toon?)
he proceeded to enter the T(with a car coming in each direction)
and stand dead center-facing south
he stopped traffic to allow me to pass
and then returned to the sidewalk and followed my pace.
DOG-mans' best friend
dyslexic atheist:doesn't believe in dog
houstus-stupid man!
Courage
((If i were king of the forest....
what if u met an elephant? i'd tie him up in celephant))
(the cowardly lion)
ELETELEPHONY
Once there was an elephant
who tried to use the telephant--
no no- i mean an elephone
who tried to use the telephone
((dear me-i am not certain quite
that even now i've got it right))
However it was; he got his trunk
entangled in the telephunk-
the more he tried to get it free
the louder buzzed the telephee
{ i fear i better drop this song-of
elephop and telephong!}
Laura Richards
LAMA
The one-l lama
he's a priest
the 2-l llama
he's a beast
and i will bet
a silk pajama
there isn't any
Three-l lllama
Ogden Nash
THE MAN WHO MAKES U LAUGH
Look around u mr. clown. you're drowning in your dreams
a sea of strangers each one reaching out for you
"make us laugh"mr funny man-fame at last-mr funny man
could the love you crave be waiting in some woman's heart?
or must you spend these endless nights alone among the crowd
bowing for their laughter in the dark
wiping off the custard pie that life just loves to throw
knowing when the audience goes home that you'll be alone
look at me-look at me-i'm the funny man
have you ever heard such clever stuff before?
applauded Time magazine-"he's the laughter machine"
i'm the man who makes you laugh
you killed them at the palace and you thrilled 'em in L.A.
the waiters at the deli know your schtick by heart
make us laugh-mr. funny man-be a daft-dummy funny man
everyone's an audience and lifes' a funny line
but when the curtains sinking are you thinking of the day
mother gave your dancing shoes a shine-pushed you on the stage and whispered
"kid-you'll be alright"
the spotlight hurts your eyes but stirs the sparkle that burns now in your heart
look at me-look at me-i'm the funny man
and my home is any microphone thats free
made with nerves of caffiene-i'm the laughter machine
i'm the man who makes you laugh
the monster with 1000 eyes is shouting to be fed
get your head together for the 2nd show
make us laugh-mr. funny man
autographs-mr. funny man
fear will drink your whiskey while you think of her embrace
trying to forget her letter of goodbye
stares as you repair your painted face
when did she discover that the spotlight was your armor
i ask my own reflection and i see
-the funny man is me
look at me-look at me- i'm the funny man
"Hello,folks"
it seems the joke was all on me
but that's all in the dream of the laughter machine
i'm the man who makes you laugh
ha.ha.ha.ha
Ha, Ha, Ha......
Anthony Newley
a sea of strangers each one reaching out for you
"make us laugh"mr funny man-fame at last-mr funny man
could the love you crave be waiting in some woman's heart?
or must you spend these endless nights alone among the crowd
bowing for their laughter in the dark
wiping off the custard pie that life just loves to throw
knowing when the audience goes home that you'll be alone
look at me-look at me-i'm the funny man
have you ever heard such clever stuff before?
applauded Time magazine-"he's the laughter machine"
i'm the man who makes you laugh
you killed them at the palace and you thrilled 'em in L.A.
the waiters at the deli know your schtick by heart
make us laugh-mr. funny man-be a daft-dummy funny man
everyone's an audience and lifes' a funny line
but when the curtains sinking are you thinking of the day
mother gave your dancing shoes a shine-pushed you on the stage and whispered
"kid-you'll be alright"
the spotlight hurts your eyes but stirs the sparkle that burns now in your heart
look at me-look at me-i'm the funny man
and my home is any microphone thats free
made with nerves of caffiene-i'm the laughter machine
i'm the man who makes you laugh
the monster with 1000 eyes is shouting to be fed
get your head together for the 2nd show
make us laugh-mr. funny man
autographs-mr. funny man
fear will drink your whiskey while you think of her embrace
trying to forget her letter of goodbye
stares as you repair your painted face
when did she discover that the spotlight was your armor
i ask my own reflection and i see
-the funny man is me
look at me-look at me- i'm the funny man
"Hello,folks"
it seems the joke was all on me
but that's all in the dream of the laughter machine
i'm the man who makes you laugh
ha.ha.ha.ha
Ha, Ha, Ha......
Anthony Newley
A LEAGUE OF THEIR OWN
A saturday winters night
a public house
in the kitchen...
chef on vaca-ricardo-omar-ceasar-all asked off.
it's 6:oo pm
we are about to get our asses kicked!
i surmise the line
i count 1..2..3..
there are 9 of us
"pablito" and 8 latinas
"Ladies-there is no crying in the kitchen"
"Lets play ball"
we maxed-
we aced
we 10'd
we represented
we muy biened
(we hit a home run)
GGGGGOOOOOOOOALLLLLLLLLLLL !
after the rush-across the pass shelf
i said to g.m.
i feel like tom hanks
PS:Dinner at the home-sick restaurant
PSS:Eat at Moe's
60 years ago WASP's would not allow women in the public house kitchen
today-thankfully-we are needing the WASP's less and less
(don't make me stir-up a
hornet's nest)
RIP- betty friedan
susan b. & margaret sanger
there outta' be a holiday
not u-gloria steinem
a public house
in the kitchen...
chef on vaca-ricardo-omar-ceasar-all asked off.
it's 6:oo pm
we are about to get our asses kicked!
i surmise the line
i count 1..2..3..
there are 9 of us
"pablito" and 8 latinas
"Ladies-there is no crying in the kitchen"
"Lets play ball"
we maxed-
we aced
we 10'd
we represented
we muy biened
(we hit a home run)
GGGGGOOOOOOOOALLLLLLLLLLLL !
after the rush-across the pass shelf
i said to g.m.
i feel like tom hanks
PS:Dinner at the home-sick restaurant
PSS:Eat at Moe's
60 years ago WASP's would not allow women in the public house kitchen
today-thankfully-we are needing the WASP's less and less
(don't make me stir-up a
hornet's nest)
RIP- betty friedan
susan b. & margaret sanger
there outta' be a holiday
not u-gloria steinem
Sunday, June 27, 2010
TRAVELLIN' PRAYER
(hey lord-would you look out for me tonight and make sure i'm gonna be alright until i'm home and here with we...)
st. louis mo.
1985? 86?
i'm flying home for christmas
thru-chicago?-boston?
houston? (we have a problem here)
i cannot recall-no matter
storms raging-flight delayed-45 minutes
(in-coming plane late)
we finally board-sitting on the tarmac...
cockpit comes on: if (pabloshouse) is aboard-please pull on flight-attendant call button
ok? what's this about-stewardess responds
thank u-more info coming...
"we are 5th in line for take-off-we should be airborn soon
thank u for your patience "
we finally take-off
ac comes on full-blast
bev cart coming-thank god!
cockpit reports:
sorry folks that we are 6o minutes or so behind schedule
but due to the fact that
air-traffic control
has a friend on board...
we are elevating to a higher airspace-
and should land in islip
right about on time
(the cabin exploded with applause) ((hoots & hollars))
i thought-
god has nothing to do with this....
al rice is bringing me home...
makes u think....
my dad must be a pretty awesome guy
to have friends like this....
not far from the tree
(pabloshouse)
PS:memories in bits and pieces...
st. louis mo.
1985? 86?
i'm flying home for christmas
thru-chicago?-boston?
houston? (we have a problem here)
i cannot recall-no matter
storms raging-flight delayed-45 minutes
(in-coming plane late)
we finally board-sitting on the tarmac...
cockpit comes on: if (pabloshouse) is aboard-please pull on flight-attendant call button
ok? what's this about-stewardess responds
thank u-more info coming...
"we are 5th in line for take-off-we should be airborn soon
thank u for your patience "
we finally take-off
ac comes on full-blast
bev cart coming-thank god!
cockpit reports:
sorry folks that we are 6o minutes or so behind schedule
but due to the fact that
air-traffic control
has a friend on board...
we are elevating to a higher airspace-
and should land in islip
right about on time
(the cabin exploded with applause) ((hoots & hollars))
i thought-
god has nothing to do with this....
al rice is bringing me home...
makes u think....
my dad must be a pretty awesome guy
to have friends like this....
not far from the tree
(pabloshouse)
PS:memories in bits and pieces...
Friday, June 25, 2010
PACIFICIST FIGHTERS-CHORUSING
(ELECTRIC VIOLA INTRO...)
there is a war going on...
for your mind
media mavens mount surgical strikes from traperkeeper collages & on-line magazine racks...
post-production debutantes pursue u in nascar chariots-they construct ransom letters from
biblical passages-and bleed mascara into the holy water supply-there is a war going on for your
mind-concious rappers and whistle blowers get stitches made of accupuncture needles and marionette strings-there is a war going on for your mind-vice-presidents and professional wrestlers want you to believe them-the desert sky is their blue screen they super-impose
explosions-They shout at you! Pay no attention to the men behind the barbed curtain-
there is a war going on for your mind...
(flobots)
You depend on our protection-yet you feed us lies from the table-cloth
La La La La- La La La La la
everybody's going to the party-have a real good time
dancing in the desert-blowing up the sunshine
Blast off-its Party time
we don't live in a fascist nation
(and where the fuck r u )?
why do presidents fight the war?
why do we always send the poor?
B.Y.O.B.
(bring your own bombs)
System of a Down
WAR!
what is it good for?
Absolutely-nothing!
say it again-y'all
listen to me...
war-i despise
because it means the destruction-of innocent lives
war means tears to a 1000's of mother's eyes
when their son's go off and lose their lives
i said WAR!
what is it good for?
good god y'all
it ain't nothing but a heartbreaker
friend only to the
undertaker
to all mankind:
the thought of war-blows my mind...
yea oh yea oh yea o yea
good god-y'all
war can't give life-it can only take it away...
peace, love & understanding tell me....
they say we must fight to keep our freedom-
but lord-there must be a better way...
edwin starr
a guitar interlude-i dreamed there was no war-by glenn frey
search-engine it-
(There's a hole in the world tonight....)
oh they tell me there's a place over yonder
cool water running under through the burning sand
until we learn to love one-another....we will never reach the "promised land"
how can people be so blind?
(don henley-& the marvelous harmony that be the "Eagles")
the little creatures run in from the cold-back to the nest just
like the days of old-there in the safety of a mother's arms-
the warmth of ages-far away from harm-ears' ringin' from the battle fire-the tired warrior
aims a little higher-the black falcon or the little sparrow-the healing light or the "flash"
of the barrel-no one wins ...
its a war of man
(neil young)
if the storm doesn't kill me-the gov't will-
i've got to get that out of my head
its a new day today & the coffee is strong-
i finally got some rest-
(not everyone can carry the weight of the world-michael stipe
carry that weight-john lennon)
so a man's task is his challenges
i was taught to hold my head-high-
victory is mine!
have the best of what today gives:
pennsylvania was filled with promise
st. louis is a beautiful place...
galveston sounds like a song that i love-
its meaning has not been erased...
(an m.stripe tribute to jimmy webb...with poectic license from
(pabloshouse)
Generals gathered in their masses
just like witches at black mass's
evil minds that plot destruction
sorcerers of deaths construction
in the fields the bodies burning
as the war machine keeps turning...
Black Sabbath
An old woman gave us shelter
kept us hidden in the garret
then the soldiers came
she died without a whisper
there were 3 of us this morning
i'm the only 1 this evening
but i must go on
the frontiers are my prison
(lin vieux homme dans un grenier
pour la nuit nous a cache
les allemands l'ont prisent
il est mort sans surprise)
anna marley & hy zaret
Battleflag in the basinet
oil & blood on the bayonet...
the world got smaller but the bombs got bigger
holocaust on a hair-pin trigger...
aint no game so forget the score...
the crucifix aint no baseball bat
tell me what kind? of god is that
aint nothin' more godless than a war
What are we fighting for?
ed kowalczyk
BATTLE WON IS LOST
They said: "you are no longer a lad"
i nodded
They said: "enter the council lodge"
i sat
They said: "our lands are at stake "
i scowled
they said:"we are at war"
i hated
they said:"prepare red war symbols"
i painted
they said:"count coups"
i scalped
they said:"you'll see friends die"
i cringed
they said:"desperate warriors fight best"
i charged
they said:"some will be wounded"
i bled
they said:"to die is glorious"
They lied.
Phil George
all right, all right
(hup 2 3 4-hup 2 3 4-)
it's up to u not to heed the call-up
u must not act-the way u were
brought up
i don't want to die
i don't want to kill
for fear of god...
all u young people down the ages'....
it's up to u not to heed the call-up-
there is a rule that i want to live for...
who knows why you have aged-
and why you have grown up
its up to you
not to heed the call-up
Joseph Strummer
USSR GDR LONDON
NEW YORK
PeKING
Here's the puppet-Here's the puppet
Pull the string
it takes a second to say goodbye
push the button and pull the plug-
say goodbye
and they're doing the atomic bomb-they don't care-the dance goes on-&
they want u to sing along
say bye-bye
paul hewson
The signs have occured and continue to intensify
one of them
intoxicants would be widely used
so you can see this in the muslim world...
another-
speed in travel
great distances would be traversed in short time
people would hop between the clouds and the earth
and he said-musical instruments would be everywhere
people will dance with instruments upon their heads-
(earphones-mr. jones? there's something goin' on here but u don't what it is-do u?-r.z.))
& people would spend their whole nights -
dancing like that
Me'shell Ndegeocello
PS (ecstasy?)
((A Rave?!?))
mosh pit this
islamic profit
"why don't u just...
kill yourself now"
to be cont'd....
there is a war going on...
for your mind
media mavens mount surgical strikes from traperkeeper collages & on-line magazine racks...
post-production debutantes pursue u in nascar chariots-they construct ransom letters from
biblical passages-and bleed mascara into the holy water supply-there is a war going on for your
mind-concious rappers and whistle blowers get stitches made of accupuncture needles and marionette strings-there is a war going on for your mind-vice-presidents and professional wrestlers want you to believe them-the desert sky is their blue screen they super-impose
explosions-They shout at you! Pay no attention to the men behind the barbed curtain-
there is a war going on for your mind...
(flobots)
You depend on our protection-yet you feed us lies from the table-cloth
La La La La- La La La La la
everybody's going to the party-have a real good time
dancing in the desert-blowing up the sunshine
Blast off-its Party time
we don't live in a fascist nation
(and where the fuck r u )?
why do presidents fight the war?
why do we always send the poor?
B.Y.O.B.
(bring your own bombs)
System of a Down
WAR!
what is it good for?
Absolutely-nothing!
say it again-y'all
listen to me...
war-i despise
because it means the destruction-of innocent lives
war means tears to a 1000's of mother's eyes
when their son's go off and lose their lives
i said WAR!
what is it good for?
good god y'all
it ain't nothing but a heartbreaker
friend only to the
undertaker
to all mankind:
the thought of war-blows my mind...
yea oh yea oh yea o yea
good god-y'all
war can't give life-it can only take it away...
peace, love & understanding tell me....
they say we must fight to keep our freedom-
but lord-there must be a better way...
edwin starr
a guitar interlude-i dreamed there was no war-by glenn frey
search-engine it-
(There's a hole in the world tonight....)
oh they tell me there's a place over yonder
cool water running under through the burning sand
until we learn to love one-another....we will never reach the "promised land"
how can people be so blind?
(don henley-& the marvelous harmony that be the "Eagles")
the little creatures run in from the cold-back to the nest just
like the days of old-there in the safety of a mother's arms-
the warmth of ages-far away from harm-ears' ringin' from the battle fire-the tired warrior
aims a little higher-the black falcon or the little sparrow-the healing light or the "flash"
of the barrel-no one wins ...
its a war of man
(neil young)
if the storm doesn't kill me-the gov't will-
i've got to get that out of my head
its a new day today & the coffee is strong-
i finally got some rest-
(not everyone can carry the weight of the world-michael stipe
carry that weight-john lennon)
so a man's task is his challenges
i was taught to hold my head-high-
victory is mine!
have the best of what today gives:
pennsylvania was filled with promise
st. louis is a beautiful place...
galveston sounds like a song that i love-
its meaning has not been erased...
(an m.stripe tribute to jimmy webb...with poectic license from
(pabloshouse)
Generals gathered in their masses
just like witches at black mass's
evil minds that plot destruction
sorcerers of deaths construction
in the fields the bodies burning
as the war machine keeps turning...
Black Sabbath
An old woman gave us shelter
kept us hidden in the garret
then the soldiers came
she died without a whisper
there were 3 of us this morning
i'm the only 1 this evening
but i must go on
the frontiers are my prison
(lin vieux homme dans un grenier
pour la nuit nous a cache
les allemands l'ont prisent
il est mort sans surprise)
anna marley & hy zaret
Battleflag in the basinet
oil & blood on the bayonet...
the world got smaller but the bombs got bigger
holocaust on a hair-pin trigger...
aint no game so forget the score...
the crucifix aint no baseball bat
tell me what kind? of god is that
aint nothin' more godless than a war
What are we fighting for?
ed kowalczyk
BATTLE WON IS LOST
They said: "you are no longer a lad"
i nodded
They said: "enter the council lodge"
i sat
They said: "our lands are at stake "
i scowled
they said:"we are at war"
i hated
they said:"prepare red war symbols"
i painted
they said:"count coups"
i scalped
they said:"you'll see friends die"
i cringed
they said:"desperate warriors fight best"
i charged
they said:"some will be wounded"
i bled
they said:"to die is glorious"
They lied.
Phil George
all right, all right
(hup 2 3 4-hup 2 3 4-)
it's up to u not to heed the call-up
u must not act-the way u were
brought up
i don't want to die
i don't want to kill
for fear of god...
all u young people down the ages'....
it's up to u not to heed the call-up-
there is a rule that i want to live for...
who knows why you have aged-
and why you have grown up
its up to you
not to heed the call-up
Joseph Strummer
USSR GDR LONDON
NEW YORK
PeKING
Here's the puppet-Here's the puppet
Pull the string
it takes a second to say goodbye
push the button and pull the plug-
say goodbye
and they're doing the atomic bomb-they don't care-the dance goes on-&
they want u to sing along
say bye-bye
paul hewson
The signs have occured and continue to intensify
one of them
intoxicants would be widely used
so you can see this in the muslim world...
another-
speed in travel
great distances would be traversed in short time
people would hop between the clouds and the earth
and he said-musical instruments would be everywhere
people will dance with instruments upon their heads-
(earphones-mr. jones? there's something goin' on here but u don't what it is-do u?-r.z.))
& people would spend their whole nights -
dancing like that
Me'shell Ndegeocello
PS (ecstasy?)
((A Rave?!?))
mosh pit this
islamic profit
"why don't u just...
kill yourself now"
to be cont'd....
Thursday, June 24, 2010
FOLLOWERS:
i decided to up the followers of my blog by 1-
i joined...
(i have upped my readership by 25%-show me the money)
now, right after i post-
i get an alert!
the blog u r following has just posted...
gotta go--
(no no
not about a man and a dog.. )
i gotta go read what i just posted..
i can't wait...
the anticipation is "almost" excitedly unbearable...
PS
if u cannot laugh at your own folly-u will frustrate people who care...
fuck all the others-joe 6-pack and suzie pedicure deserve our disdain...
i ain't going let them have it their own miserable way-
even if it costs me a punch in the nose...
speech is covered-assault is convictable..
i'll summon the ghost of bill kunstler...
i joined...
(i have upped my readership by 25%-show me the money)
now, right after i post-
i get an alert!
the blog u r following has just posted...
gotta go--
(no no
not about a man and a dog.. )
i gotta go read what i just posted..
i can't wait...
the anticipation is "almost" excitedly unbearable...
PS
if u cannot laugh at your own folly-u will frustrate people who care...
fuck all the others-joe 6-pack and suzie pedicure deserve our disdain...
i ain't going let them have it their own miserable way-
even if it costs me a punch in the nose...
speech is covered-assault is convictable..
i'll summon the ghost of bill kunstler...
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
OLD GENERALS :
NEVER DIE-they fade away
with their combat boots in their mouth &
their tale in some magazine...
too many embeddeds and not enough progress
Now 9 years & counting-we seem to regress
is it leadership?
we have to address...
in Kandahar...
or the folly of war?
PS- u cannot deliver democracy on the wings of a drone
with their combat boots in their mouth &
their tale in some magazine...
too many embeddeds and not enough progress
Now 9 years & counting-we seem to regress
is it leadership?
we have to address...
in Kandahar...
or the folly of war?
PS- u cannot deliver democracy on the wings of a drone
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
REMEMBERING ALOUD
Hart & Rodgers, the brooklyn dodgers, jolly rogers'
Elliot(Win) mortal vs. venial sin,1st sip of tonic&gin-
marty&spin-rin-tin tin (when cans were tin & and a fin was a fin)
sky king, crosby- 2bings
white christmas-missy piddlin'
i can see my breath
holiday- caroling
small town parades-a game of charades
sentimental serenades-penny arcades
(where's time gone?)
lost decades
michigan rummy-hang the dummy
mom's cooking-
yummy yummy
love in my tummy
sunday's before church
stone-man the mummy
roger grimsby-bill beutel
show and tell
valerie moraga
from Tillis. M M M Mel
to gaga oh la la?
eel fishing- basket swishing
youthful-hopeful
forward-wishing
Lennon's blister-game of twister
bridget joseph
sister-sister
mister-mister
gary wister
PF Flyers-clothes-line dryers
mickey retires
in 'Nam we mire
don't get me started-
you'll raise my ire
coco the clown-catch a flies up
spy on the headlights
right after Sup
sonny fox-soupy sales
(white fang-how come i see f & u see k?)
wonderama-where's doris day?
dock of the bay-or danny kaye
have we lost our way?
vinnie the piper and marinos' ice
(bungalow bar,tastes like tar )
3 blind mice
herman & catnip
a shooting star
a mouse-mickey
a v-neck dickey
yahtzee dice
and
fanny bryce
topps gum-bazooka joe
colonel bleep
G.I. Joe
clyde crashcup
&
leonardo
mr truby,Begonia,ruby-ron kuby
scooby-brothers doobie-1st peek at a boobie
breyers' peach ice-cream;a re- occuring dream
abe beam-your little league team
clams that steam...
canned goods in popas pantry
elmer gantry
jack&dolores-charlieðel
the kemps-the schicks
the lefkos-the quicks
(natasha&boris)
donald&doris
piggy-back fights
"is the hun up yet"-nights
playdo-lego
duck duck goose
Bullwinkle-moose
lincoln logs
catching frogs
red rover red rover
a 4 leaf clover
musical chairs
ginger rogers
&
fred astaire
((almost over-not yet quite:there))
super car-facial scar
fluff n nutter-cocoa butter
red book-the suffolk sun
peter pan-freedom land
john updikes' rabbit run
sally field as
flying nun
stick a fork
now i'm done
time to go-time to go
there could be so much more
u know u know
(like sand fleas and horseshoe crabs
fond moments and unpaid
tabs)
or
john diebner-lenny boyer
anticipation in nanas foyer
perry mason-trial lawyer
blow fish-sea robins
squirting clams-curbside dams
holiday meals
with the whole dam flam
little africa or gaynor park
the boogie man
in the dark
the herald angels hark!
with tigers bark-
campo,mark
kick the can-manfred mann
hardy&stan
stan the man
venus-of-paradise
al rice
a rabbit hutch
the Pa. dutch
have grinder:will travel
-the egg man
now bang the gavel
i'm outta here-
hope u r a fan
"prosetry"
PS: an elephant i know recently trumpeted his envy...
(sounded like a cross betwixt louie armstrong & al hirt)
thanx for the e-mail concerning childhood memories
way back in my cyber-space infancy
it inspired this posting.
how sweet it is... and away we go...
take us out crazy guggenheim....
between me and life is a mist of words-always
(oscar wilde)
{ and by the writings of the musical bard-robert zimmerman
a method of writing that attempts to exhaust rhyme schemes-to death
((what did herb w. say at Don's commencement?-death by elocution))
i hope i have joined him in this honor....
oh-last thoughts on this subject...
maryritapeter and munia munia munia
tis said as u inch closer to your death
(my death waits-jacques brel)
life starts to flash before your eyes...
yikes
the lord is my shepherd-i shall not want..
blessed are u- a monk swimming
(pabloshouse)
produced by: jack frost
PSS:
re mem mem remem-remember:
tony the pony-(the san francisco treat)
rice-a-roni
dick dick
the mustard stick
click of your bic-mick the quick
dip-shit wet your wick
wide right, a kick
roger's balliwick-bisquick
cathy quick
(i could keep this up all night)
it's my schtick...
...
salisbury park-a bike built for 2
the bronx zoo
"the bronx zoo"
terry forster-a tub of goo
me and u and a dog named boo
cuckoo ka chuw
(coleman, choo choo)
i am the walrus (the walrus was paul)
((before: he was saul)
when the grim reaper calls
we are all ru-paul...
gil hodges-old codgers-hornsby,rogers
(Hart & Rodgers-the brooklyn dodgers-jolly rogers'
what goes around...
comes around
on this merry-go-round....
((and the seasons they go round and round
we're captive on the carousel of time...
thanx miss mitchell
Elliot(Win) mortal vs. venial sin,1st sip of tonic&gin-
marty&spin-rin-tin tin (when cans were tin & and a fin was a fin)
sky king, crosby- 2bings
white christmas-missy piddlin'
i can see my breath
holiday- caroling
small town parades-a game of charades
sentimental serenades-penny arcades
(where's time gone?)
lost decades
michigan rummy-hang the dummy
mom's cooking-
yummy yummy
love in my tummy
sunday's before church
stone-man the mummy
roger grimsby-bill beutel
show and tell
valerie moraga
from Tillis. M M M Mel
to gaga oh la la?
eel fishing- basket swishing
youthful-hopeful
forward-wishing
Lennon's blister-game of twister
bridget joseph
sister-sister
mister-mister
gary wister
PF Flyers-clothes-line dryers
mickey retires
in 'Nam we mire
don't get me started-
you'll raise my ire
coco the clown-catch a flies up
spy on the headlights
right after Sup
sonny fox-soupy sales
(white fang-how come i see f & u see k?)
wonderama-where's doris day?
dock of the bay-or danny kaye
have we lost our way?
vinnie the piper and marinos' ice
(bungalow bar,tastes like tar )
3 blind mice
herman & catnip
a shooting star
a mouse-mickey
a v-neck dickey
yahtzee dice
and
fanny bryce
topps gum-bazooka joe
colonel bleep
G.I. Joe
clyde crashcup
&
leonardo
mr truby,Begonia,ruby-ron kuby
scooby-brothers doobie-1st peek at a boobie
breyers' peach ice-cream;a re- occuring dream
abe beam-your little league team
clams that steam...
canned goods in popas pantry
elmer gantry
jack&dolores-charlieðel
the kemps-the schicks
the lefkos-the quicks
(natasha&boris)
donald&doris
piggy-back fights
"is the hun up yet"-nights
playdo-lego
duck duck goose
Bullwinkle-moose
lincoln logs
catching frogs
red rover red rover
a 4 leaf clover
musical chairs
ginger rogers
&
fred astaire
((almost over-not yet quite:there))
super car-facial scar
fluff n nutter-cocoa butter
red book-the suffolk sun
peter pan-freedom land
john updikes' rabbit run
sally field as
flying nun
stick a fork
now i'm done
time to go-time to go
there could be so much more
u know u know
(like sand fleas and horseshoe crabs
fond moments and unpaid
tabs)
or
john diebner-lenny boyer
anticipation in nanas foyer
perry mason-trial lawyer
blow fish-sea robins
squirting clams-curbside dams
holiday meals
with the whole dam flam
little africa or gaynor park
the boogie man
in the dark
the herald angels hark!
with tigers bark-
campo,mark
kick the can-manfred mann
hardy&stan
stan the man
venus-of-paradise
al rice
a rabbit hutch
the Pa. dutch
have grinder:will travel
-the egg man
now bang the gavel
i'm outta here-
hope u r a fan
"prosetry"
PS: an elephant i know recently trumpeted his envy...
(sounded like a cross betwixt louie armstrong & al hirt)
thanx for the e-mail concerning childhood memories
way back in my cyber-space infancy
it inspired this posting.
how sweet it is... and away we go...
take us out crazy guggenheim....
between me and life is a mist of words-always
(oscar wilde)
{ and by the writings of the musical bard-robert zimmerman
a method of writing that attempts to exhaust rhyme schemes-to death
((what did herb w. say at Don's commencement?-death by elocution))
i hope i have joined him in this honor....
oh-last thoughts on this subject...
maryritapeter and munia munia munia
tis said as u inch closer to your death
(my death waits-jacques brel)
life starts to flash before your eyes...
yikes
the lord is my shepherd-i shall not want..
blessed are u- a monk swimming
(pabloshouse)
produced by: jack frost
PSS:
re mem mem remem-remember:
tony the pony-(the san francisco treat)
rice-a-roni
dick dick
the mustard stick
click of your bic-mick the quick
dip-shit wet your wick
wide right, a kick
roger's balliwick-bisquick
cathy quick
(i could keep this up all night)
it's my schtick...
...
salisbury park-a bike built for 2
the bronx zoo
"the bronx zoo"
terry forster-a tub of goo
me and u and a dog named boo
cuckoo ka chuw
(coleman, choo choo)
i am the walrus (the walrus was paul)
((before: he was saul)
when the grim reaper calls
we are all ru-paul...
gil hodges-old codgers-hornsby,rogers
(Hart & Rodgers-the brooklyn dodgers-jolly rogers'
what goes around...
comes around
on this merry-go-round....
((and the seasons they go round and round
we're captive on the carousel of time...
thanx miss mitchell
AUSPEX
(bird-seer)
i listen to folks-i really do... despite headphone visual evidence to the contrary
i've heard this talk before...
if you could come back as any animal (hindu-re-incarnation?)which would it be:
the vast majority respond: some kind of bird
an eagle, a hawk, a falcon...a bluejay, a robin, a cardinal...
is it?
the overwhelming desire to soar? or is it "augurs"
prophecies delivered upon flight?
((i'm learning to fly-but i ain't got wings-coming down is the hardest thing)) t.p.
me?
i want to "come back" as i am
a sponge
(n-1 a primitive marine animal with a porous skeleton. 2. the absorbent fibrous skeletal
part of such an animal)
i want to absorb everything...
"auspices"-kindly guidance
i can't write prose well-a poet i'm not
i write "Prosetry"
it's the best of me
PS: we ain't coming back-
Nirvana-to blow out-to extinguish
don't believe me-go meditate under a
Gobi tree....
PS(Squared)
bird on the horizon-sittin on a fence
he's singing his song for me-at his own expense
and i'm just like that bird
singing here for you
hope that you can hear..
hear me singing thru-
(robert zimmerman)
Thru these series of pipes...
(some congressman that j-6 & suz-ped excercised their constitutional rights and voted for-)
you drink lousy beer--(tip a long cold yard)-but your wife's feet are gorgeously manicured by
someone who would be deported in arizona-as would your "landscaper"
iknow-i know u gotta go-grab your kleenex and watch glenn beck-
or nascar
we'll talk again...
believe me... i encounter you everyday in any small town in the U.S.A
t.e.a this:
i drink coffee...
"what a wonderful "java" world...
au revoir'
i listen to folks-i really do... despite headphone visual evidence to the contrary
i've heard this talk before...
if you could come back as any animal (hindu-re-incarnation?)which would it be:
the vast majority respond: some kind of bird
an eagle, a hawk, a falcon...a bluejay, a robin, a cardinal...
is it?
the overwhelming desire to soar? or is it "augurs"
prophecies delivered upon flight?
((i'm learning to fly-but i ain't got wings-coming down is the hardest thing)) t.p.
me?
i want to "come back" as i am
a sponge
(n-1 a primitive marine animal with a porous skeleton. 2. the absorbent fibrous skeletal
part of such an animal)
i want to absorb everything...
"auspices"-kindly guidance
i can't write prose well-a poet i'm not
i write "Prosetry"
it's the best of me
PS: we ain't coming back-
Nirvana-to blow out-to extinguish
don't believe me-go meditate under a
Gobi tree....
PS(Squared)
bird on the horizon-sittin on a fence
he's singing his song for me-at his own expense
and i'm just like that bird
singing here for you
hope that you can hear..
hear me singing thru-
(robert zimmerman)
Thru these series of pipes...
(some congressman that j-6 & suz-ped excercised their constitutional rights and voted for-)
you drink lousy beer--(tip a long cold yard)-but your wife's feet are gorgeously manicured by
someone who would be deported in arizona-as would your "landscaper"
iknow-i know u gotta go-grab your kleenex and watch glenn beck-
or nascar
we'll talk again...
believe me... i encounter you everyday in any small town in the U.S.A
t.e.a this:
i drink coffee...
"what a wonderful "java" world...
au revoir'
Monday, June 21, 2010
A QUICK ?
no one has noticed-no one has asked...
i do not chose the time of my postings
(all postings are dated & timed at blogspot.com)
i posted the start of an imperfect game(it was later revised-mostly on "factual" matters)
on june 2 at 5:54 pm
the game had not ended yet...
can anyone explain?
i am not clairvoyant...
please reason an answer...
shining on-scatman crothers
i do not chose the time of my postings
(all postings are dated & timed at blogspot.com)
i posted the start of an imperfect game(it was later revised-mostly on "factual" matters)
on june 2 at 5:54 pm
the game had not ended yet...
can anyone explain?
i am not clairvoyant...
please reason an answer...
shining on-scatman crothers
WONDERING; ALOUD
How come? it's a penny for your thoughts but u have to put your 2 cents in?
(ever notice all those pennies laying around? that's where they go..)
Does China have "american restaurants"?
(for that matter-in japan do they go to "Joe Smith's"?)
Do children of "american descent" win "spelling bees" in
India?
How come when u buy a Pathfinder-GPS is not standard?
Why are supermarket circulars-rectangles?
Why does supply & demand remain static-
yet
prices fluctuate?
why do people get so offended
if u call them stupid
yet
if u catch them doing something wrong
they play dumb?
Why do SUV driving,heavily cosmetic covered, plastic H2O bottle-carrying women,thru
a lip-glossed blow-hole say: We should sue BP!
(who is we,lady-i'll sue u as a co-conspirator)
Why? (i am asking "why" here)
why do so many "white folk" think that because we share a CRAYOLA "flesh-tone" color:
i share in their prejudices...
As i age- i am ever becoming more "Sexist" & "Racist"
i am beginning to believe that most men are dogs
and i'm starting to loathe
"white people"
Why? do levitra,or enzyte
or viagra
popping-people
spew
about Ballplayers'
and steroids?
(walk-the talk woody(enhanced)
warren buffet said: the financial crisis was a product of 2 sins:Greed & Envy
greed-preaches the oracle isn't always a bad thing-it fuels the free-market system
(i'm para-phrasing here)
Envy is the problem
we are not envious because the guy up the street has more than us,
we are envious because we are smarter than him, and yet he has more
Folks-if you are gonna go out over the 7 deadly sins
pick Lust & Gluttony
you'll have a much better "last weekend"
PS: do not go gentle into that good night(dylan thomas)
PSS: i've 7 days to live my life and 7 ways to die(david jones)
GOTTA GO
see a man about a dog
no really-
i've gotta go....
(ever notice all those pennies laying around? that's where they go..)
Does China have "american restaurants"?
(for that matter-in japan do they go to "Joe Smith's"?)
Do children of "american descent" win "spelling bees" in
India?
How come when u buy a Pathfinder-GPS is not standard?
Why are supermarket circulars-rectangles?
Why does supply & demand remain static-
yet
prices fluctuate?
why do people get so offended
if u call them stupid
yet
if u catch them doing something wrong
they play dumb?
Why do SUV driving,heavily cosmetic covered, plastic H2O bottle-carrying women,thru
a lip-glossed blow-hole say: We should sue BP!
(who is we,lady-i'll sue u as a co-conspirator)
Why? (i am asking "why" here)
why do so many "white folk" think that because we share a CRAYOLA "flesh-tone" color:
i share in their prejudices...
As i age- i am ever becoming more "Sexist" & "Racist"
i am beginning to believe that most men are dogs
and i'm starting to loathe
"white people"
Why? do levitra,or enzyte
or viagra
popping-people
spew
about Ballplayers'
and steroids?
(walk-the talk woody(enhanced)
warren buffet said: the financial crisis was a product of 2 sins:Greed & Envy
greed-preaches the oracle isn't always a bad thing-it fuels the free-market system
(i'm para-phrasing here)
Envy is the problem
we are not envious because the guy up the street has more than us,
we are envious because we are smarter than him, and yet he has more
Folks-if you are gonna go out over the 7 deadly sins
pick Lust & Gluttony
you'll have a much better "last weekend"
PS: do not go gentle into that good night(dylan thomas)
PSS: i've 7 days to live my life and 7 ways to die(david jones)
GOTTA GO
see a man about a dog
no really-
i've gotta go....
Sunday, June 20, 2010
POETIC INTERLUDE
(another-again...)
CONVERSATION PIECE
by david jones-
brixton,england
1969'
i took this walk to ease my mind-find out what's gnawing at me?
u wouldn't think to look at me-that i spent a lot of time in education
tho'
it seems so long ago
i'm a thinker-not a talker
(i've no one to talk to anyway)
& i can't see the road for the rain in my eyes
i live above the grocer's store-owned by an austrian
he often calls me down to eat -and he jokes about his broken english
tries to be a friend to me
but for all my years of reading conversation
i stand without a word to say
and i can't see the bridge for the rain in my eyes...
and the world is full of life
full of folk who don't know me
and they walk in 2s or 3s or more
while the light that shines above the grocers store
investigates my face so rudely
and my essays lying scattered on the floor
fulfill their need just by being there
and my hands shake-my head hurts
my voice stinks inside my throat
i'm invisible and dumb
and no one will recall me
and i can't see the water
for the tears in my eyes
CONVERSATION PIECE
by david jones-
brixton,england
1969'
i took this walk to ease my mind-find out what's gnawing at me?
u wouldn't think to look at me-that i spent a lot of time in education
tho'
it seems so long ago
i'm a thinker-not a talker
(i've no one to talk to anyway)
& i can't see the road for the rain in my eyes
i live above the grocer's store-owned by an austrian
he often calls me down to eat -and he jokes about his broken english
tries to be a friend to me
but for all my years of reading conversation
i stand without a word to say
and i can't see the bridge for the rain in my eyes...
and the world is full of life
full of folk who don't know me
and they walk in 2s or 3s or more
while the light that shines above the grocers store
investigates my face so rudely
and my essays lying scattered on the floor
fulfill their need just by being there
and my hands shake-my head hurts
my voice stinks inside my throat
i'm invisible and dumb
and no one will recall me
and i can't see the water
for the tears in my eyes
HAPPY FATHERS DAY
To: all you popas out there
How do you define confusion?
Fathers Day in Harlem
(LOL)
sadly
PS: they sentenced me to 20 yrs. of boredom for trying to change the system
from within
i'm coming now,i'm coming to reward them...
remember me? i used to live for music-remember me?
i brought your groceries in
it's Father's Day, and everybody's wounded...
1st we take manhattan
and then we take Berlin...
(leonard cohen)
PSS: "ich mein ein berliner"
(jfk)
after securing the democratic partys nomination for the presidency-barack obama traveled
to Berlin and stumped a speech that echoed kennedy's
today-reps&senators are in conference to reconcile "finance reform" bills passed by
the 2 houses-this administration is taking on Wall St.
meanwhile-in germany-merkel is bailing out greece--
the artist has the same antenna as the rest-(s)he is just more finely attuned to satellites
real or imagined.
(1st we take manhattan-then we take berlin)
PSS: it's politely (or not-depending on which beltway u live) called:
the redistribution of wealth...
(ryan-alexander julian:a one,a two-the beat goes on.....
i don't want to work-i just want to bang on the drum all day...
me? this ever more addictive:key pad
(laugh among yourselves)
(ourselves?)
#3
PSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS:
S
!
Laugh with me or laugh at me
(i've earned my "rhino skin")
just laugh
How do you define confusion?
Fathers Day in Harlem
(LOL)
sadly
PS: they sentenced me to 20 yrs. of boredom for trying to change the system
from within
i'm coming now,i'm coming to reward them...
remember me? i used to live for music-remember me?
i brought your groceries in
it's Father's Day, and everybody's wounded...
1st we take manhattan
and then we take Berlin...
(leonard cohen)
PSS: "ich mein ein berliner"
(jfk)
after securing the democratic partys nomination for the presidency-barack obama traveled
to Berlin and stumped a speech that echoed kennedy's
today-reps&senators are in conference to reconcile "finance reform" bills passed by
the 2 houses-this administration is taking on Wall St.
meanwhile-in germany-merkel is bailing out greece--
the artist has the same antenna as the rest-(s)he is just more finely attuned to satellites
real or imagined.
(1st we take manhattan-then we take berlin)
PSS: it's politely (or not-depending on which beltway u live) called:
the redistribution of wealth...
(ryan-alexander julian:a one,a two-the beat goes on.....
i don't want to work-i just want to bang on the drum all day...
me? this ever more addictive:key pad
(laugh among yourselves)
(ourselves?)
#3
PSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS:
S
!
Laugh with me or laugh at me
(i've earned my "rhino skin")
just laugh
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
FISH OR CUT BAIT
Among my fondest childhood memories were the days spent on the water with my brothers
and our POPA.
Our Grandfather was a teacher by Profession and a fisherman by obsession.
(Remind you of any historical figure?) He couldn't walk on water-but you wouldn't have
convinced us of that back when.
He was a meticulous planner and our fishing expeditions usually began
with an advance notice to:
"circle this date on your calendar"
(The anticipation that followed was almost 'excitedly' unbearable)
We couldn't wait for that circled date-
The day before-
POPA would prep the rods&reels-take inventory of his tackle box-
tie a few mono-filament knots-and check the tide-tables.
Later,at ebb-tide,we'd dig worms-roll'em in dry sand & place in a cardboard box in a
cool place. (1 time-we tried the refrigerator,but a certain parent "freaked")
{no-not the one with a twig and berries}
They were expelled to the garage.
We'd arise early(early bird gets the worm)
{no eternal reward will forgive you now for wasting the dawn}
and head points east.
Primogenitor would place my oldest brother in the shot-gun seat. He'd navigate...
the radio-cool- usually 77 W A Beatle C.
We'd check the rising sun-
(red sun in morning, sailor take warning-red sun at night,a sailor's delight)
{i always peeked at the setting sun the night before and whispered a little prayer}
At arrival at Gardiner's Bay (or the Peconics-or Lake Montauk-depending on what was
schooling where) POP would rent a skiff with a small outboard.
"Hey Chief-where are the best grounds-I want to give the kids an experience"
and off we'd go...
We always filled our basket.
We never failed to bring home an over-abundant
"catch of the day". In occasional lull times-no bites,no strikes- Pop would say:
"what are you doing over there-drowning worms? Reel in and hand me your rod."
He'd cast-boom-strike"here-reel it in kid" (it was uncanny-could he walk on water?)
"How'd you do that POPA" we'd ask in youthful amazement.
"You're not holding your mouth right"
Late afternoon-we'd head in.
He'd behead-gut-scale and filet a big basket of fish
like a samurai.
On the way home-in between singing "under the boardwalk" or "the sloop john B."
we would always remiss about the "one that got away"
Next time-Next time-he'd say
(Can we circle a date?)
Once home-he would send us door-knocking
handing out fresh fish to the neighbors
Later-as we lay us down to sleep -the bed would sway to the beat of the bay
i don't know about my brothers- but it would rock me to pleasant sleep-induced dreams.
i can feel it like it was-yesterday
Let me recap:
Research
Plan your work-work your plan
Take care of your tools
Do for yourself
Ask the experts
Share your bounty
We weren't just going fishing
we were learning lifes' lessons
PS:(of course)
Sometimes we would "chum" for bait dockside before getting on the boat.
POP had gerryrigged a home-made net which we would lower into shallow water
to catch speering.
POPA'S chum recipe-2 cans of mackeral+1 box of fortified oat flakes
i loved licking the chum off my fingers-to the ever amusement of my brothers
Years later-i read michael pollan-
Mackeral(fatty omega-3) Fortified oat-bran (whole-grains)=
brain-food
i get the last laugh
and our POPA.
Our Grandfather was a teacher by Profession and a fisherman by obsession.
(Remind you of any historical figure?) He couldn't walk on water-but you wouldn't have
convinced us of that back when.
He was a meticulous planner and our fishing expeditions usually began
with an advance notice to:
"circle this date on your calendar"
(The anticipation that followed was almost 'excitedly' unbearable)
We couldn't wait for that circled date-
The day before-
POPA would prep the rods&reels-take inventory of his tackle box-
tie a few mono-filament knots-and check the tide-tables.
Later,at ebb-tide,we'd dig worms-roll'em in dry sand & place in a cardboard box in a
cool place. (1 time-we tried the refrigerator,but a certain parent "freaked")
{no-not the one with a twig and berries}
They were expelled to the garage.
We'd arise early(early bird gets the worm)
{no eternal reward will forgive you now for wasting the dawn}
and head points east.
Primogenitor would place my oldest brother in the shot-gun seat. He'd navigate...
the radio-cool- usually 77 W A Beatle C.
We'd check the rising sun-
(red sun in morning, sailor take warning-red sun at night,a sailor's delight)
{i always peeked at the setting sun the night before and whispered a little prayer}
At arrival at Gardiner's Bay (or the Peconics-or Lake Montauk-depending on what was
schooling where) POP would rent a skiff with a small outboard.
"Hey Chief-where are the best grounds-I want to give the kids an experience"
and off we'd go...
We always filled our basket.
We never failed to bring home an over-abundant
"catch of the day". In occasional lull times-no bites,no strikes- Pop would say:
"what are you doing over there-drowning worms? Reel in and hand me your rod."
He'd cast-boom-strike"here-reel it in kid" (it was uncanny-could he walk on water?)
"How'd you do that POPA" we'd ask in youthful amazement.
"You're not holding your mouth right"
Late afternoon-we'd head in.
He'd behead-gut-scale and filet a big basket of fish
like a samurai.
On the way home-in between singing "under the boardwalk" or "the sloop john B."
we would always remiss about the "one that got away"
Next time-Next time-he'd say
(Can we circle a date?)
Once home-he would send us door-knocking
handing out fresh fish to the neighbors
Later-as we lay us down to sleep -the bed would sway to the beat of the bay
i don't know about my brothers- but it would rock me to pleasant sleep-induced dreams.
i can feel it like it was-yesterday
Let me recap:
Research
Plan your work-work your plan
Take care of your tools
Do for yourself
Ask the experts
Share your bounty
We weren't just going fishing
we were learning lifes' lessons
PS:(of course)
Sometimes we would "chum" for bait dockside before getting on the boat.
POP had gerryrigged a home-made net which we would lower into shallow water
to catch speering.
POPA'S chum recipe-2 cans of mackeral+1 box of fortified oat flakes
i loved licking the chum off my fingers-to the ever amusement of my brothers
Years later-i read michael pollan-
Mackeral(fatty omega-3) Fortified oat-bran (whole-grains)=
brain-food
i get the last laugh
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
ANOTHER POETIC INTERLUDE:
RHINO SKIN
You need rhino-skin, if you're gonna begin
to walk thru this world
You need elephant balls
if you don't want to crawl on your hands
thru this world
oh,my love if i revealed
every secret i've concealed
how many thoughts would you steal
how much of my pain would you feel?
you'd need eagle's wings
to get over things
that make no sense
in this world- you need rhino-skin
if you're gonna pretend
you're not hurt
by this world
if you listen-long enough
you can hear my skin grow tough
You need rhino-skin, if you're gonna begin
to walk thru this world
You need elephant balls
if you don't want to crawl on your hands
thru this world
oh,my love if i revealed
every secret i've concealed
how many thoughts would you steal
how much of my pain would you feel?
you'd need eagle's wings
to get over things
that make no sense
in this world- you need rhino-skin
if you're gonna pretend
you're not hurt
by this world
if you listen-long enough
you can hear my skin grow tough
Love is painful to the touch
You must be made of stronger stuff
You need rhino-skin
or you're gonna give-in
to the needles & pins
the errors of sin
evils' of men
U Need Rhino-Skin
PS: Thanx for the song-Mr.Petty
PSS:i have bags under my eyes that would make Bill Bradley proud...
GI-NORMITY
This week, the federal deficit passed the $13 trillion mark.
if you earned $1 every second-you could pay this off in:
416,000 years
i cannot wrap my little mind around this...
or this-
more people are living on planet earth
right here-right now
than all the people that have lived and died before us
skeptical?
look-around-what do u see?
Houses or Graveyards....
PS:the deficit does not include $65.8 trillion in unfunded liabilities for
Social Security & Medicare
(source-THE WEEK)
Hay Caramba!
if you earned $1 every second-you could pay this off in:
416,000 years
i cannot wrap my little mind around this...
or this-
more people are living on planet earth
right here-right now
than all the people that have lived and died before us
skeptical?
look-around-what do u see?
Houses or Graveyards....
PS:the deficit does not include $65.8 trillion in unfunded liabilities for
Social Security & Medicare
(source-THE WEEK)
Hay Caramba!
FARTHER ON DOWN THE ROAD:
"throwin' more kindlin'...
"We didn't start the fire"
cont'd
1949-Harry Truman Doris Day Red China Johnny Ray
South Pacific Walter Winchell Joe DiMaggio...
1989-hypodermics on the shore-China's under martial law
Rock & Roller cola wars-i can't take it anymore.....
....
1990 Herbert Walker
Dunaway...
coming later-to a blog near u
"We didn't start the fire"
cont'd
1949-Harry Truman Doris Day Red China Johnny Ray
South Pacific Walter Winchell Joe DiMaggio...
1989-hypodermics on the shore-China's under martial law
Rock & Roller cola wars-i can't take it anymore.....
....
1990 Herbert Walker
Dunaway...
coming later-to a blog near u
LIVIN' THE VIDA LARGO
i encountered a woman i had not seen for some time-
she asked:
"Have you been sick?-you look thin"
no
i asked:
"Have you been healthy?-you look fat"
tit for tat
PS: coming soon-
aerial photos of kate smith
courtesy of gerry blass
she asked:
"Have you been sick?-you look thin"
no
i asked:
"Have you been healthy?-you look fat"
tit for tat
PS: coming soon-
aerial photos of kate smith
courtesy of gerry blass
Monday, June 14, 2010
CHECK-MATE KING 2 to WHITE ROOK:
i think we are in 2 camps:
Those
who feel for others
and
Those
who fear "the other"
Can we meet at the fence?
PS: call "the envoy"
RIP-Warren Zevon
PSS: i saw a werewolf drinking a pina colada at Trader Vic's
(his hair was perfect!)
Those
who feel for others
and
Those
who fear "the other"
Can we meet at the fence?
PS: call "the envoy"
RIP-Warren Zevon
PSS: i saw a werewolf drinking a pina colada at Trader Vic's
(his hair was perfect!)
A POETIC INTERLUDE:
SAVING GRACE
1 time around the block
2 times around the clock
3 times-don't cross the little lady
so pretty & oh so bold-gotta heart full of gold
on a lonely road
she said:
i don't even thank the god who saved me
am i ?
gaining ground
am i ?
losing pace
have i ?
lost and found my saving grace
thankful for the the gift my angels gave me
Born alone- we die alone
i'm just sittin' here by the phone
waitin' for the lord to send my callin'
streetwise from the blvd.
jesus only knows that she tries too hard
she's only trying to keep the sky from fallin'
preacher man sez it's heaven or hell
probably got something useless to sell
u ask me if i'm saved-well what's it to ya?
blow a quarter-cop another 8th
u runnin' out of high
you're losing your faith
just throw your hands-up and scream:
Hallelujah!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Amen
one time around the sun
another year older and my work ain't done
it's time for me to write the final chapter
deal the cards & roll the dice
sex,drugs and rock 'n roll are my only vice
tryin' to figure out just what heres' after
Hallelujah!
Hallelujah!-Hallelujah!
Amen
Erik Schrody
("1st took breath in Hempstead, Long Island-born american,anchestry from ireland")
PS:Beyond here lies nothin'
nothin' we can call our own
Bobby Zimmerman
PSS:there is a crack
a crack-in everything
that's how the light gets in
Leonard Cohen
1 time around the block
2 times around the clock
3 times-don't cross the little lady
so pretty & oh so bold-gotta heart full of gold
on a lonely road
she said:
i don't even thank the god who saved me
am i ?
gaining ground
am i ?
losing pace
have i ?
lost and found my saving grace
thankful for the the gift my angels gave me
Born alone- we die alone
i'm just sittin' here by the phone
waitin' for the lord to send my callin'
streetwise from the blvd.
jesus only knows that she tries too hard
she's only trying to keep the sky from fallin'
preacher man sez it's heaven or hell
probably got something useless to sell
u ask me if i'm saved-well what's it to ya?
blow a quarter-cop another 8th
u runnin' out of high
you're losing your faith
just throw your hands-up and scream:
Hallelujah!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Amen
one time around the sun
another year older and my work ain't done
it's time for me to write the final chapter
deal the cards & roll the dice
sex,drugs and rock 'n roll are my only vice
tryin' to figure out just what heres' after
Hallelujah!
Hallelujah!-Hallelujah!
Amen
Erik Schrody
("1st took breath in Hempstead, Long Island-born american,anchestry from ireland")
PS:Beyond here lies nothin'
nothin' we can call our own
Bobby Zimmerman
PSS:there is a crack
a crack-in everything
that's how the light gets in
Leonard Cohen
AN OPEN LETTER TO THE NEXT GENERATION:
OR
"The importance of being earnest"
{earnest-adj.1-Determined,serious}
U wonderfully engaging young folk speak of occupying one's time doing...
"what u love to do"
A beautiful sentiment-it's Joseph Campbell:
"Follow your Bliss!"
(i agree-u cannot miss)
However-the previous generation has some helpful advice that i know u won't take(now) but..
eventually-some of this might stick.
(i know your trust factor might be low-((see the Libor?))-we have mortgaged your future
thru social security-medicare & deficit-spending by borrowing from the chinese-
with your future earnings as collateral-and no mea culpa's seem to be chorusing on the horizon.
(once upon a time there were 2 chinamen-now look how many there are)
but i digress...
How many people get to do what they love-for a living?
Have a plan B
&
(in following your sentiment)
Find an occupation that compensates enough in renumeration & time-
to do what u love to do-
And remember-pay yourself 1st
401k-roth ira-a savings account-
do a break-even analysis of your life-figure out your bottom line cost
1-shelter
2-utilities
pay yourself
pay for your shelter
pay your utilities
(cable tv and land line computer services are NOT necessities)
what remains feeds
your belly-your heart-& your soul.
PS:The "silent generation"wasn't always silent
The "greatest generation" wasn't always great
Hey generation X
or is it Y or Z?
pick up the mantle-tell us "old folks"
u can't have it your own miserable way
its easy as A-B-C- 1-2-3 sang MJ
use well your time-be part of something good-leave something good behind-the curtain falls-
i take my bow-that's how it's meant to be-it's your world now
sings Glenn
"The importance of being earnest"
{earnest-adj.1-Determined,serious}
U wonderfully engaging young folk speak of occupying one's time doing...
"what u love to do"
A beautiful sentiment-it's Joseph Campbell:
"Follow your Bliss!"
(i agree-u cannot miss)
However-the previous generation has some helpful advice that i know u won't take(now) but..
eventually-some of this might stick.
(i know your trust factor might be low-((see the Libor?))-we have mortgaged your future
thru social security-medicare & deficit-spending by borrowing from the chinese-
with your future earnings as collateral-and no mea culpa's seem to be chorusing on the horizon.
(once upon a time there were 2 chinamen-now look how many there are)
but i digress...
How many people get to do what they love-for a living?
Have a plan B
&
(in following your sentiment)
Find an occupation that compensates enough in renumeration & time-
to do what u love to do-
And remember-pay yourself 1st
401k-roth ira-a savings account-
do a break-even analysis of your life-figure out your bottom line cost
1-shelter
2-utilities
pay yourself
pay for your shelter
pay your utilities
(cable tv and land line computer services are NOT necessities)
what remains feeds
your belly-your heart-& your soul.
PS:The "silent generation"wasn't always silent
The "greatest generation" wasn't always great
Hey generation X
or is it Y or Z?
pick up the mantle-tell us "old folks"
u can't have it your own miserable way
its easy as A-B-C- 1-2-3 sang MJ
use well your time-be part of something good-leave something good behind-the curtain falls-
i take my bow-that's how it's meant to be-it's your world now
sings Glenn
Sunday, June 13, 2010
STREAMING 'COLLECTIVE' w/ Dr. JUNG:
GRACIAS, Mr Garcia
we are all going to hell-in-a-handbasket-
(if not for the artist-none of us-would be enjoying the ride...)
ORIGINS:
Someone asked me?
"where do u come from?"
"my mother"
e tu?
HALLELUJAH! Mr. Cohen:
What's the difference
betwixt and between
a
stripper & preacher?
they both attend (in the end)
to our DNA
hard-wired needs
1 tempts our lust
the other
our soul
in the end?
1 shows everything
the other
shows nothing
SO OFTEN:
(and i've been thru 52 going on 53)
Revolutions
so often-
when i'm being serious-people laugh
and when i'm trying to be funny?
people say:
are u serious!?!
ALL MY LIFE
People have accused!:
u think u r so smart
i think u have an intellectual inferiority complex
and i will not "dummy-down" so
u can feel better 'bout your "bad" self
GET THE FUCK OVER IT!
SAVE FOR A DAY SURE TO REIGN
the single most important possession
at your disposal is:
options
MONSTERS' INC.
the american culture is
Dr. Frankenstein
we are
Igor
we create these pop-icon monstrocities
and then we recoil in horror
as they react back
at us
UTENSILS
Yogi said:
when u come to a fork in the road
take it
All forks end in the same way:
at a sharp prong
find the spoon in your road
&
enjoy the slide
OXY-MORONS
most folks are anti-big govt
yet
anytime their rights are abused
they cry
"there outta be a law"
CONSTITUTIONAL CONGRESS
"Mr. Franklin-can this work?"
"that,young man,is entirely up to you"
O COME(ON) ALL YE FAITHFUL
u have the right to believe
what u do not know
as long as u know
that the rest of us
have the right
to know
what we do not believe
we are all going to hell-in-a-handbasket-
(if not for the artist-none of us-would be enjoying the ride...)
ORIGINS:
Someone asked me?
"where do u come from?"
"my mother"
e tu?
HALLELUJAH! Mr. Cohen:
What's the difference
betwixt and between
a
stripper & preacher?
they both attend (in the end)
to our DNA
hard-wired needs
1 tempts our lust
the other
our soul
in the end?
1 shows everything
the other
shows nothing
SO OFTEN:
(and i've been thru 52 going on 53)
Revolutions
so often-
when i'm being serious-people laugh
and when i'm trying to be funny?
people say:
are u serious!?!
ALL MY LIFE
People have accused!:
u think u r so smart
i think u have an intellectual inferiority complex
and i will not "dummy-down" so
u can feel better 'bout your "bad" self
GET THE FUCK OVER IT!
SAVE FOR A DAY SURE TO REIGN
the single most important possession
at your disposal is:
options
MONSTERS' INC.
the american culture is
Dr. Frankenstein
we are
Igor
we create these pop-icon monstrocities
and then we recoil in horror
as they react back
at us
UTENSILS
Yogi said:
when u come to a fork in the road
take it
All forks end in the same way:
at a sharp prong
find the spoon in your road
&
enjoy the slide
OXY-MORONS
most folks are anti-big govt
yet
anytime their rights are abused
they cry
"there outta be a law"
CONSTITUTIONAL CONGRESS
"Mr. Franklin-can this work?"
"that,young man,is entirely up to you"
O COME(ON) ALL YE FAITHFUL
u have the right to believe
what u do not know
as long as u know
that the rest of us
have the right
to know
what we do not believe
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
LIKE A DUCK TO WATER...
Thank you for the tool(mom)
Thank you for the encouragement(brother)
i wish we walked in circles that could appreciate my:
candor
ascerbic humor
lofty ideals
(enter other adjectives)
i told you that i have no audience-"cept you
it's enough for me!
i hope i amuse, confound, inspire,delight...
(more adjectives..?)
PAY IT FORWARD?!?
Pass it forward...
#3
Thank you for the encouragement(brother)
i wish we walked in circles that could appreciate my:
candor
ascerbic humor
lofty ideals
(enter other adjectives)
i told you that i have no audience-"cept you
it's enough for me!
i hope i amuse, confound, inspire,delight...
(more adjectives..?)
PAY IT FORWARD?!?
Pass it forward...
#3
YOU'VE GOT MAIL!
From: Sr. Ellen O'Keefe,SSJ
Principal
Dear(Pablo),
Thank you to so many of our alums who responded to reconnect
and join-in on pizza day & hot dog day.
Here's a bookmark to Reminisce Reconnect Invest & Sustain.
Regis Philben wants you to register at http://www.clickyes.org/
*A 7th grade student recently placed first in the Drugs & Alcohol Abuse poster contest*
Today's catholic school teachers are continuing the tradition of a quality faith-based
education.
THANK YOU!
Please detach this card and return with your pledge...
Account#000274388
------------------------------------------------------
Dear sister ellen,
As a catholic school graduate(and a vegetarien) i found your previous invitation to a
"hot dog rally"unappealing (if not; abominable)
i do thank you for the bookmark:
william jefferson clinton,an avid reader(and a christian) used to just bend a
Page over
i was surprised at the selective lack of rememberance:
"what about the buggery in the rectory"?
(or should we admonish that to the"gnostic gospels?")
i'll light a candle for the student in the poster contest against "Drugs & Alcohol Abuse"
i'll light the parafin in St. Patrick's Cathedral ablaze if some future student of (y)ours
wins a poster contest deploring "child sexual abuse"
(how 'bout a campaign-draw your idea of "THE ABOMINATION")
As to Reminisces':
i recall over-crowded classrooms
Corporal-Punishment nuns
DunceCaps
Gender-segregated recess areas
Lavatory pee-lines (followed by:how fast can you pray the hail-mary water fountain breaks)
Air-Raid drills (Duck and Cover)
&
Crude P.A. systems to allow Mother Superior
or
Fr. Pastor
to :
Pontififuckicate!
(seems like a psalm to me now)
In closing, dear sister O'Keefe
i most enhumbling include "Jesus Speaks"(see Post #2)
i would luv your feedback-
sincerely,(Pablo)
must go- i've a letter to post to the corinthians
PS: Popa always said:
we go to parochial (limited-narrow) school
PSS:The faculty-advisor of my college frat-died. An uncle of a brother agreed to be our sponsor-(a priest at the U.)-
if he could" meet us" 1st- ok fair enough...
"Pablo-how come i've never seen u at Mass?"
"Father-i do not believe in "the dogma"
he laughed-"Pablo-not all of us do-not all of it-the debate is the Christ-incarnate"
"Father-i do not believe in christ. "
"Pablo- what if i could prove His existance?"
"Father-What need then would there be for Faith? "
i still await an answer...
PS: if this doesn't get me off the mailing list-what will?
Principal
Dear(Pablo),
Thank you to so many of our alums who responded to reconnect
and join-in on pizza day & hot dog day.
Here's a bookmark to Reminisce Reconnect Invest & Sustain.
Regis Philben wants you to register at http://www.clickyes.org/
*A 7th grade student recently placed first in the Drugs & Alcohol Abuse poster contest*
Today's catholic school teachers are continuing the tradition of a quality faith-based
education.
THANK YOU!
Please detach this card and return with your pledge...
Account#000274388
------------------------------------------------------
Dear sister ellen,
As a catholic school graduate(and a vegetarien) i found your previous invitation to a
"hot dog rally"unappealing (if not; abominable)
i do thank you for the bookmark:
william jefferson clinton,an avid reader(and a christian) used to just bend a
Page over
i was surprised at the selective lack of rememberance:
"what about the buggery in the rectory"?
(or should we admonish that to the"gnostic gospels?")
i'll light a candle for the student in the poster contest against "Drugs & Alcohol Abuse"
i'll light the parafin in St. Patrick's Cathedral ablaze if some future student of (y)ours
wins a poster contest deploring "child sexual abuse"
(how 'bout a campaign-draw your idea of "THE ABOMINATION")
As to Reminisces':
i recall over-crowded classrooms
Corporal-Punishment nuns
DunceCaps
Gender-segregated recess areas
Lavatory pee-lines (followed by:how fast can you pray the hail-mary water fountain breaks)
Air-Raid drills (Duck and Cover)
&
Crude P.A. systems to allow Mother Superior
or
Fr. Pastor
to :
Pontififuckicate!
(seems like a psalm to me now)
In closing, dear sister O'Keefe
i most enhumbling include "Jesus Speaks"(see Post #2)
i would luv your feedback-
sincerely,(Pablo)
must go- i've a letter to post to the corinthians
PS: Popa always said:
we go to parochial (limited-narrow) school
PSS:The faculty-advisor of my college frat-died. An uncle of a brother agreed to be our sponsor-(a priest at the U.)-
if he could" meet us" 1st- ok fair enough...
"Pablo-how come i've never seen u at Mass?"
"Father-i do not believe in "the dogma"
he laughed-"Pablo-not all of us do-not all of it-the debate is the Christ-incarnate"
"Father-i do not believe in christ. "
"Pablo- what if i could prove His existance?"
"Father-What need then would there be for Faith? "
i still await an answer...
PS: if this doesn't get me off the mailing list-what will?
PSS: every Rosh Hoshannah (or was it Yom Kippur?)
POPA used to plan:we're going fishing! But, POPA it's a school day
don't worry,I'll write mother superior a note-
"The greatest fisherman was a jew-please excuse my grandsons from school"
PSSS: This posting has been revised after consternation from an editor-thank you
PSSSS: This is my best Denis Leary impersonation
HALFALOGUE
Hello?Mr. Ruppert how are you sir?Did I hear what?You purchased BabeRuth from the RedSox!?! That's Fantastic!-it gives you the top of the rotation starter you need-you're what?
you're going to play him in the outfield and bat him 3rd?
Jacob-have you been taste-testing down at the brewery again?
He-He's going to be a prodigious hitter. What do I think? I think "NO NO,NANETTE"
will win a Toni before that happens... You gotta go-You're heading to Columbia University
to scout a college boy-a left-handed pitcher you want to sign and put at 1st base-
Jacob Ruppert have you lost your mind!?!
PS: A tribute to Bob Newhart
you're going to play him in the outfield and bat him 3rd?
Jacob-have you been taste-testing down at the brewery again?
He-He's going to be a prodigious hitter. What do I think? I think "NO NO,NANETTE"
will win a Toni before that happens... You gotta go-You're heading to Columbia University
to scout a college boy-a left-handed pitcher you want to sign and put at 1st base-
Jacob Ruppert have you lost your mind!?!
PS: A tribute to Bob Newhart
WELL-GROUNDED:
i was brought-up to believe in:
Santa Claus-the Tooth-Fairy-The Easter Bunny and
a virgin birth.
Later- i was accused of "living in a fantasy world"
Go figure...
PS: the sins of the father
PSS: u grow up loving your parents unconditionally
later:u judge them
later still:u forgive them
(Oscar Wilde)
Santa Claus-the Tooth-Fairy-The Easter Bunny and
a virgin birth.
Later- i was accused of "living in a fantasy world"
Go figure...
PS: the sins of the father
PSS: u grow up loving your parents unconditionally
later:u judge them
later still:u forgive them
(Oscar Wilde)
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
EL MAESTRO'
A Woman's body is like a finely-tuned musical instrument.
The Piano The Guitar The Tuba
i can tickle her keys (if she sez please)
i can strum, enough, to make her humm
i do not play the Tuba
PS:do i have to 'splain it to you-Lucia
The Piano The Guitar The Tuba
i can tickle her keys (if she sez please)
i can strum, enough, to make her humm
i do not play the Tuba
PS:do i have to 'splain it to you-Lucia
Monday, June 7, 2010
LET ME INTRODUCE YOU TO AMBROSE BIERCE
Dear Hillary:
( Won't u come out to play?...)
CONSUL, n. In American politics, a person who having failed to secure an office
from the People is given one
by the Administration on condition that (s)he leave the country.
PS: CONSERVATIVE, n. A statesmen who is enamored of existing evils, as distinguished from
the Liberal,who wishes to replace them with others
THE DEVIL' S DICTIONARY (1881-1906)
PS: The segment "THE WORD" was inspired by this tome. Colbert read it soon after
the death of his father and two brothers in a plane crash. A relative gave it to him
thinking the boy needed 'cheering-up'.(i think it worked!)
PSS:Bierces' "An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge" remains the only award winning film shown on network television that did not contain dialogue. It was presented to the american audience
by Rod Serling thru the TWILIGHT ZONE brand.
PSSS: there is nothing wrong with a liberal that a few years' won't cure
Winnie the P.M.
Thanx Dar the Librarian
( Won't u come out to play?...)
CONSUL, n. In American politics, a person who having failed to secure an office
from the People is given one
by the Administration on condition that (s)he leave the country.
PS: CONSERVATIVE, n. A statesmen who is enamored of existing evils, as distinguished from
the Liberal,who wishes to replace them with others
THE DEVIL' S DICTIONARY (1881-1906)
PS: The segment "THE WORD" was inspired by this tome. Colbert read it soon after
the death of his father and two brothers in a plane crash. A relative gave it to him
thinking the boy needed 'cheering-up'.(i think it worked!)
PSS:Bierces' "An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge" remains the only award winning film shown on network television that did not contain dialogue. It was presented to the american audience
by Rod Serling thru the TWILIGHT ZONE brand.
PSSS: there is nothing wrong with a liberal that a few years' won't cure
Winnie the P.M.
Thanx Dar the Librarian
ANOTHER SHORT ASIDE
i had a nightmare last night. i was tied to the living room chair, wearing a broken crown
upon shortened hair. An endless loop was playing:
sarah jessica parker being interviewed on "inside the actor's studio"
i awoke in a cold sweat-gained my bearings-realized it was just a bad dream
HALLELUJAH!
upon shortened hair. An endless loop was playing:
sarah jessica parker being interviewed on "inside the actor's studio"
i awoke in a cold sweat-gained my bearings-realized it was just a bad dream
HALLELUJAH!
NO REGRETS
we are the product of all our experiences
Good Bad Indifferent
Positive Negative Neutral
Forgotten Remembered Embellished
to regret anything (supposedly) u did to someone else
or someone else (supposedly) did to you
is to deny the very fabric of your make up
(look in the mirror-is the answer now clearer?)
we are who we are
we be who we be
find peace
&
be
free
PS: i know-sampling previous writing is so uncool
(see robert plant)
PSS: Ryan-inspired
(Thanx for the kindred-spirit words)
((and beats..))
Good Bad Indifferent
Positive Negative Neutral
Forgotten Remembered Embellished
to regret anything (supposedly) u did to someone else
or someone else (supposedly) did to you
is to deny the very fabric of your make up
(look in the mirror-is the answer now clearer?)
we are who we are
we be who we be
find peace
&
be
free
PS: i know-sampling previous writing is so uncool
(see robert plant)
PSS: Ryan-inspired
(Thanx for the kindred-spirit words)
((and beats..))
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
THE IMPERFECT PERFECT GAME:
(-Gallaraga's lament-Joyce's regret- )
Armando Gallaraga got robbed the other night,(no this is not a Jimmy Breslin crime-story)
of Baseball infamy. On the 27th out of a so-far "Perfect Game"- umpire Jim Joyce(despite obvious visual evidence to the contrary) called
Luke Donald safe at 1st base on a bang-bang play. ((ironic that it was a flip from the 1st baseman to Gallaraga covering-wasn't it)) thus ending his quest to become the 21st pitcher in history to
record a perfect game.
{If Austin Jackson had not done his best impression of a young Willie Mays since Jim Edmonds 1 out earlier-i would not be writing this}
NY Sports Talk-Radio exploded. Fans and pundits, Hosts and most else joined in the feeding frenzy:
COMMISSIONER SELIG SHOULD OVERTURN THE BLOWN CALL AND DECLARE A
PERFECT GAME!
Say what?!?
Baseball rules allow a game to be protested on the terms that an umpire has misinterpreted
a rule. No rule has been misinterpreted here. The Commissioner has no authority, and no one
is protesting anyway( at least no one with gravitas; not the Tigers, the Indians or Gallaraga)
{ and if he were to do so-if i were the head of the MLB umpires' Association-i would take
my people off the field. It's a question of integrity.}
THIS IS THE WORST CALL IN THE HISTORY OF THE GAME!
Say what?!? (again)
You evidently don't know your history-
1985 World Series.Game 6 Cardinals vs. Royals
Cardinals up 3-2 in the Series, and up 1 run in the 9th.
Ground ball by Jorge Orta-routine play-( a much less closer play than Wed. night)
We were ready to dance in the streets of St. Louis!
and umpire Don Denkinger signals -SAFE.
The rest is history. The Royals rally-Dane Iorg singles in the winning run-We are going to
a Game 7. John Tudor implodes-Royals Win! the Royals Win! Buddy Biancalana gets
his 15 minutes of Fame-and instead of celebrating in St. Louis the ump is hanging in effigy from the Arch, & they are dancing in the streets of
Kansas City
A bad call cost the St. Louis Cardinals a World Series Championship.
A bad call cost the kid a perfect game.
Place it on the scales of justice-the worst call ever?!?
ITS TIME FOR INSTANT REPLAY!
demands the fan.
NO-IT'LL RUIN THE GAME
remands the purist:" This is America's Pastime. It's the human element that makes the game.;
Have you never been to the Hall of Fame?"
Purist my Purist:i will listen to your argument if 1st you agree to:
Stop replay on Home Runs. Stop QWEST. Ban protective armor on batters.Abolish the D.H.
Outlaw artificial surfaces and indoor competition.Raise the mound. Have 1 division in each
league(no playoffs)
AL CHAMP vs. NL CHAMP
Best of 9-
and oh
All African-Americans & dark-skinned Latinos-sit out
or go play in your own backyards.
While we are at it:
Players must travel by train(no more games on foreign soil)and you Baseball writers':
no more Lap-Tops in the press box, bang on your old typewriter and send some copy boy
running to make a deadline(like Red Smith).
(have i covered all the bases?)
Don't worry, i'm not just dissing you Baseball guys-but...
Mr. Gammons, Frank DeFord,
George Will- take a chill Pill
Wake up and taste the peanuts & cracker jacks.
Do you want the naked-eye at the Kentucky
Derby to judge a photo-finish?
Why not a man to decide-did Michael Phelps really touch the
wall 1st?
Let's not have shot-clocks, coach's challenges or goalie masks.
Look-is this what you want?
Go watch Golf.
It's called progress, folks. Be like Paul Hewson sings and stay "stuck in a moment you can't
get out of"- or be more Billy Joel-"The good old days weren't always good & tomorrow aint'
as bad as it seems".
IT WILL INTERRUPT THE FLOW OF THE GAME!
The "flow of the game?"
Do you watch the game-or ESPN?
Batter Up!- not Mike Hargrove (the human rain delay) or Nomar's batting glove obsession
Play Ball!-not mound meetings behind glove -covered faces
((Lip-readers are watching))and then the catcher signals with nail-polished fingers-
Say what?(with redundancy)
Didn't you just have a conversation?
No- let's have the manager run on the field over a judgement call-Yell! Scream!-KickDirt!
(all to no avail other than an early exit- so he can expletive deliviate for 5 more expensive,expansive minutes)
Let's go to the Video-tape. It's Time.
i love Baseball-it's in my blood like holy wine-it's Time!
As to the kid-
Ask the purist: Name the 20 hurlers who threw a perfect game?
After 7 or 8- they stumble-running to their search engines...
In a strange way (Truth is stranger than fiction):
Armando Gallaraga will go down in Baseball Lore...( in the greatest game that Abner Doubleday
didn't invent) as the only man to pitch an imperfect perfect game.
PS : just opining from the cat-bird seat. It's a beautiful day...
Let's play 2!
PSS: David Halberstam-just rolled over
or maybe it was Shirley Povich
(i don't expect that they'll ever get back...)
PSSS: (i love these PS'S too much-don't u think?)
What do u do with an elephant with 3 balls?
You walk him and pitch to the giraffe. Are u kiddin' me! From the letters to the knees-
what piece of lumber is he going to swing. + the elephant?
he'll gum-up the bases worse than Jorge Posada
PS-(INFINITY):
It's ROOT! ROOT! ROOT! for the Home Team...
at the old ball game
Armando Gallaraga got robbed the other night,(no this is not a Jimmy Breslin crime-story)
of Baseball infamy. On the 27th out of a so-far "Perfect Game"- umpire Jim Joyce(despite obvious visual evidence to the contrary) called
Luke Donald safe at 1st base on a bang-bang play. ((ironic that it was a flip from the 1st baseman to Gallaraga covering-wasn't it)) thus ending his quest to become the 21st pitcher in history to
record a perfect game.
{If Austin Jackson had not done his best impression of a young Willie Mays since Jim Edmonds 1 out earlier-i would not be writing this}
NY Sports Talk-Radio exploded. Fans and pundits, Hosts and most else joined in the feeding frenzy:
COMMISSIONER SELIG SHOULD OVERTURN THE BLOWN CALL AND DECLARE A
PERFECT GAME!
Say what?!?
Baseball rules allow a game to be protested on the terms that an umpire has misinterpreted
a rule. No rule has been misinterpreted here. The Commissioner has no authority, and no one
is protesting anyway( at least no one with gravitas; not the Tigers, the Indians or Gallaraga)
{ and if he were to do so-if i were the head of the MLB umpires' Association-i would take
my people off the field. It's a question of integrity.}
THIS IS THE WORST CALL IN THE HISTORY OF THE GAME!
Say what?!? (again)
You evidently don't know your history-
1985 World Series.Game 6 Cardinals vs. Royals
Cardinals up 3-2 in the Series, and up 1 run in the 9th.
Ground ball by Jorge Orta-routine play-( a much less closer play than Wed. night)
We were ready to dance in the streets of St. Louis!
and umpire Don Denkinger signals -SAFE.
The rest is history. The Royals rally-Dane Iorg singles in the winning run-We are going to
a Game 7. John Tudor implodes-Royals Win! the Royals Win! Buddy Biancalana gets
his 15 minutes of Fame-and instead of celebrating in St. Louis the ump is hanging in effigy from the Arch, & they are dancing in the streets of
Kansas City
A bad call cost the St. Louis Cardinals a World Series Championship.
A bad call cost the kid a perfect game.
Place it on the scales of justice-the worst call ever?!?
ITS TIME FOR INSTANT REPLAY!
demands the fan.
NO-IT'LL RUIN THE GAME
remands the purist:" This is America's Pastime. It's the human element that makes the game.;
Have you never been to the Hall of Fame?"
Purist my Purist:i will listen to your argument if 1st you agree to:
Stop replay on Home Runs. Stop QWEST. Ban protective armor on batters.Abolish the D.H.
Outlaw artificial surfaces and indoor competition.Raise the mound. Have 1 division in each
league(no playoffs)
AL CHAMP vs. NL CHAMP
Best of 9-
and oh
All African-Americans & dark-skinned Latinos-sit out
or go play in your own backyards.
While we are at it:
Players must travel by train(no more games on foreign soil)and you Baseball writers':
no more Lap-Tops in the press box, bang on your old typewriter and send some copy boy
running to make a deadline(like Red Smith).
(have i covered all the bases?)
Don't worry, i'm not just dissing you Baseball guys-but...
Mr. Gammons, Frank DeFord,
George Will- take a chill Pill
Wake up and taste the peanuts & cracker jacks.
Do you want the naked-eye at the Kentucky
Derby to judge a photo-finish?
Why not a man to decide-did Michael Phelps really touch the
wall 1st?
Let's not have shot-clocks, coach's challenges or goalie masks.
Look-is this what you want?
Go watch Golf.
It's called progress, folks. Be like Paul Hewson sings and stay "stuck in a moment you can't
get out of"- or be more Billy Joel-"The good old days weren't always good & tomorrow aint'
as bad as it seems".
IT WILL INTERRUPT THE FLOW OF THE GAME!
The "flow of the game?"
Do you watch the game-or ESPN?
Batter Up!- not Mike Hargrove (the human rain delay) or Nomar's batting glove obsession
Play Ball!-not mound meetings behind glove -covered faces
((Lip-readers are watching))and then the catcher signals with nail-polished fingers-
Say what?(with redundancy)
Didn't you just have a conversation?
No- let's have the manager run on the field over a judgement call-Yell! Scream!-KickDirt!
(all to no avail other than an early exit- so he can expletive deliviate for 5 more expensive,expansive minutes)
Let's go to the Video-tape. It's Time.
i love Baseball-it's in my blood like holy wine-it's Time!
As to the kid-
Ask the purist: Name the 20 hurlers who threw a perfect game?
After 7 or 8- they stumble-running to their search engines...
In a strange way (Truth is stranger than fiction):
Armando Gallaraga will go down in Baseball Lore...( in the greatest game that Abner Doubleday
didn't invent) as the only man to pitch an imperfect perfect game.
PS : just opining from the cat-bird seat. It's a beautiful day...
Let's play 2!
PSS: David Halberstam-just rolled over
or maybe it was Shirley Povich
(i don't expect that they'll ever get back...)
PSSS: (i love these PS'S too much-don't u think?)
What do u do with an elephant with 3 balls?
You walk him and pitch to the giraffe. Are u kiddin' me! From the letters to the knees-
what piece of lumber is he going to swing. + the elephant?
he'll gum-up the bases worse than Jorge Posada
PS-(INFINITY):
It's ROOT! ROOT! ROOT! for the Home Team...
at the old ball game
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Tied to the rearview-mirror
POPAS' CREED:
Better to keep your mouth shut &
be thought a fool
then to open it and
prove yourself 1
PS: if it's true that the greatest "fisher-of-men"
sits at the right-hand of the father
then POPA sits at the left:
and i can hear the debate;
Jesus says: it's where u cast your nets
POPA says: it's how u hold your mouth
Jesus Christ Almighty(Hey-Chief...)
Bring me a piece of Palm
PS:The sloop John B.
((god-bless Teddy Stevens ))
i am on the downeaster "Alexa"
i am exiting thru the "Port of Egypt"
we are trolling the graveyards
at the #'d buoy
of
Gardiner's Bay
What do u know, what do u say?
Oh, to be young (again)
and a
Yankee
fan
IN MEMORIAM: On behalf of Donald & Michael, Barbara and Christine-Billy, Elizabeth,Carol
John-Jessica-Xander-'Becca-Ryan-Stephan & Alexander Julian
Thank you, Alexander T. Nelson
Captain,my Captain
we are
and shall forever remain,
in your debt.
PSS: Thanx for not letting me fall
into the Shinnecock Canal.
i'd be down in the locks
with Davy Jones
Better to keep your mouth shut &
be thought a fool
then to open it and
prove yourself 1
PS: if it's true that the greatest "fisher-of-men"
sits at the right-hand of the father
then POPA sits at the left:
and i can hear the debate;
Jesus says: it's where u cast your nets
POPA says: it's how u hold your mouth
Jesus Christ Almighty(Hey-Chief...)
Bring me a piece of Palm
PS:The sloop John B.
((god-bless Teddy Stevens ))
i am on the downeaster "Alexa"
i am exiting thru the "Port of Egypt"
we are trolling the graveyards
at the #'d buoy
of
Gardiner's Bay
What do u know, what do u say?
Oh, to be young (again)
and a
Yankee
fan
IN MEMORIAM: On behalf of Donald & Michael, Barbara and Christine-Billy, Elizabeth,Carol
John-Jessica-Xander-'Becca-Ryan-Stephan & Alexander Julian
Thank you, Alexander T. Nelson
Captain,my Captain
we are
and shall forever remain,
in your debt.
PSS: Thanx for not letting me fall
into the Shinnecock Canal.
i'd be down in the locks
with Davy Jones
PROFILE THIS:
i've been asked: how come u have not created a profile?
i thought my writing would speak for itself; as to "my profile"
ok: (i am a man of no invisible means)
NAME:
me & i are Gemini
EDUCATION:
i am lettered in B.S.
MUSES:
SPORT
MUSIC
LITERATURE
GOALS:
i am waiting for Godot
HEROS:
MOM
pal o' mine
Palindrome
where u ares'
where i call home
(A man, a plan, a canal, Panama)
A Paradigm, wrapped in a Riddle-rolled in an Enigma...
{as are we all...}
i thought my writing would speak for itself; as to "my profile"
ok: (i am a man of no invisible means)
NAME:
me & i are Gemini
EDUCATION:
i am lettered in B.S.
MUSES:
SPORT
MUSIC
LITERATURE
GOALS:
i am waiting for Godot
HEROS:
MOM
pal o' mine
Palindrome
where u ares'
where i call home
(A man, a plan, a canal, Panama)
A Paradigm, wrapped in a Riddle-rolled in an Enigma...
{as are we all...}
TO ARTISTES' ONLY
( an ode to a talking head and my lady of the canyon)
i'm writing, i'm writing again
i'm writing, i'm writing again
i'm scrubbing
scrubbing my brain, clean
i'm painting, i'm painting again
i'm painting, i'm painting again
i'm scrubbing
scrubbing my palette, clean
i have no need to prove
that i am an artiste'
i have no need to prove
that i am an artiste'
all my visions
are there on parchment
don't need u here
inside this pup-tent
i am a lonely writer
i live in the dictionary
struggling
for the precise word
to describe the pictionary
in my minds' eye
i am a lonely painter
i live in a box of paints
struggling
for the precise hue
to depict the constraint
of my souls' sigh
i'm writing
i'm writing again
i'm painting
i'm painting again...
PS: to borrow is smart; to steal:genius
(Oscar Wilde)
i'm writing, i'm writing again
i'm writing, i'm writing again
i'm scrubbing
scrubbing my brain, clean
i'm painting, i'm painting again
i'm painting, i'm painting again
i'm scrubbing
scrubbing my palette, clean
i have no need to prove
that i am an artiste'
i have no need to prove
that i am an artiste'
all my visions
are there on parchment
don't need u here
inside this pup-tent
i am a lonely writer
i live in the dictionary
struggling
for the precise word
to describe the pictionary
in my minds' eye
i am a lonely painter
i live in a box of paints
struggling
for the precise hue
to depict the constraint
of my souls' sigh
i'm writing
i'm writing again
i'm painting
i'm painting again...
PS: to borrow is smart; to steal:genius
(Oscar Wilde)
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