The same young man was behind the counter last evening. With so much pent-up energy, he bounced up-and-down while taking customer orders. My faithful favorite burger franchise, decorated with orange and white stripes was about to let me down.
I should have known something was up last time, when my favorite burger with grilled peppers and onions wasn’t on the menu. “Did they still have it?” I inquired. “Yes, ‘Mr. Bounceabout’ answered.”
What a let down. My favorite burger had been discontinued since my last visit. The bouncing counter attendant announced with cold finality.
Disappointed? Yes, but it wasn’t a deal breaker. Why did menu favorites come and go? An acceptable substitute found, and a chance to explore new menu options.
Rode the back
Of a weathervane cow
In a mockery of scale
To point wind direction
The cow in an act of stoicism
Had nothing to say
–Image, Craig Roberts–
“Put some elbow grease into it,” really meant putting more effort into a task. It’s a strange expression, if taken literally. What was elbow grease? Where did the expression originate? Did well-lubricated elbows function more efficiently?
“Your eyes were bigger than your stomach.” An expression that went along with, “waste not, want not.” Don’t take something if you don’t really want it. How could someone’s eyes be bigger, than one’s stomach? What a freak show that would be.
“If it thundered in December, it would snow in May.” An old bromide from my Midwestern roots. It did occasionally snow in April, rarely in May. The point was, December thunder and lightning storms, were weird. It was supposed to snow in December.
“Blue racer snakes would chase you.” I never had it happen to me–that was the legend. Also, if the snake was cut into pieces, left for dead; it would come back together overnight, and slither away.
Chickens weren’t exactly the brainiacs of the barnyard. It was alleged, that if one got a chicken to stand still, and a line was drawn in the dirt, the chicken would stand still, mesmerized.
Good luck charms: Rabbit’s feet, horseshoes, four-leaf clovers–how did these come to be regarded as good luck charms? Some people had “lucky shirts.” …Lucky colors, …Lucky days. I guess just about anything could be a good luck charm–if we wanted it to be. One thing’s for sure, the rabbit charm, wasn’t lucky for the rabbit.
Stayed up all night
That’s not right
Haven’t a thing to write
Snored like a buzz saw
Write more meaningless drivel?
You could write about keeping me awake?
Who’d want to read about that?
Probably everyone with noisy bed partners
There were lots of cattle on the farm where I grew up. And, in the pasture were lots of cow patties. My brothers, sister, and myself had plenty of dung beetles to watch for entertainment. There weren’t any smart phones–or electronic devices to entertain us in those days. A post from two years ago.
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Keep them dung balls rolling
Keep on growing
They may be
Full to overflowing
Roll, roll, roll ’em
Roll, roll, roll, them
All day long
Head ’em up
Move ’em out
Knowing there are