Sunday heading towards Monday.
So, it is Sunday 7/21/19 and I am trying to write a short story, finish a true crime novel, submit some poetry for publication, and more…..much more….too much more. Plus, good grief, I haven’t filed my taxes yet for 2018. So, what’s new with all of you? Anybody got a Hamster for a gift present?…
Poetry and Random Thoughts 073017/0608
There is a difference, I think, from the common to the uncommon. Yet, in many cases they appear side by side as twins. Just a subtle difference here or there can determine the difference that you and I cannot perceive on the surface. But isn’t that the problem? Isn’t it how we perceive what we…
I wish I could play a harmonica.
I wish I knew how to play a harmonica. For that would be grand to sit on my porch and let the sound slip out towards the sky. I wish I knew how to play a violin, for that would be awesome as I love the sound of such. And then there is the guitar.…
E is for Ernie
E is for Ernie. He was a fellow I met several years back. He was not what you might expect from an Ernie, but interesting all the same. He had long hair and rode a motorcycle and believed in werewolves and vampires and would not go outside when it was a full moon. Ernie chewed…
Hyperbole and a Half: The Year Kenny Loggins Ruined Christmas