Clean Or Dirty?

A little game played at home, or when visiting. Were the dishes in the dishwasher clean or dirty? Some used the washer as a source of clean dishes and glassware.

What days were scheduled for trash pickup? Were there different days for recyclables and regular trash? The really confusing part. There were different refuse companies with different neighborhood subscribers.

It wasn’t like I was among total strangers. These were family members. Family members that worked week days.

A Saturday of dog sitting while mom and daughters visited the local Ikea store. The weather was unseasonably cool and beautiful.

Rainy Days and Primaries

Morning skies were bright red-orange. Weather radar indicated storms were inevitable today.

The worst weather possible for primary elections. Turnouts today, would be even lower than usual. Which would mean runoff elections and more trips to the polling station.

To make things more difficult, the new designated location was five miles away, instead of just around the corner.  I set out with umbrella at the ready.  The new location found, with only one wrong turn into a golf course subdivision.

The ballot was a full slate of candidates for state, county, and local offices. Other than gubernatorial, state supreme court, and a few county judges–the rest of the candidates  were unfamiliar. Not the best way to make informed decisions.

Indiana Snake Charmers…

Lived in felony colonies

Played in shadows

Hid from the light

Pulled overcoat collars

Up around their scrawny necks

Died slow deaths

Told lies, that never lasted

Made judgement calls

That only made it worse

While crawfish bubbled

Crawfish boiled

This or that wasn’t cool

You were doing it wrong

Nowhere near done

What took you so long?

Try this on for size

If that didn’t beat all?

 

Tomorrow–Maybe Next Week

Find something to wear

Practice your best

Nobody cares stare

Shuffle through

The spurious

The surreptitious

The pugnacious

Fallen on the closet floor

A lifetime never enough

To say what needs to be said

Dirty old so-and-sos

All shook up–at a standstill

Tomorrow–maybe next week

This, that, some other place

Can’t be more definite than that

 

Selling–Nobody’s Buying

Broken pretzels

The absolute worst

What was better

last or first?

Tried hard as I could

Hung on every word

Dark thoughts

Drifted overhead

Lead–or be led

Towns passed by

In the blink of an eye

Roadside crosses

Lives cut short

Tar-bubbled streets

In summer heat

Nothing there–I

Could ever repeat