Nothing Ever Happened Here–Until…

If I chose to watch nature, and how-to videos on YT from sunrise till sunset, nothing ever happened.  Nothing happened, until I wanted to do something useful.

“You paid too much for the visas.  Didn’t our daughter pay $15, not $50?  Asked my spouse.

“I don’t know.”  I answered.  “Those were the only options offered.”  I thought she might have misunderstood the price.

In an instant, the screen went blank. The manufacturer’s name symbol appeared, centered on a field of black, with the annoying round scrolling thingy.  It wasn’t that I objected to updates. It was the timing. Timing was everything.

During a tourist visa application?  Why not during a cat video?  No reason to complain too much. It had to be worse in the old days–when everything was done by telephone, or by postal correspondence.  Of course, nobody knew any different.


Transportation Department

For some, cars were mere transportation appliances–devices to transport people and cargo from one point to another.

These are the folks that sat on car hoods. Piled groceries on their car’s hood or trunk. Their steel-bodied pack mules sported faded paint, unrepaired scratches, dents, and dings.

Cars at the end of their planned obsolescence, purchased on the cheap.  Picasso would be proud of mismatched doors, temporarily bracketed headlights after minor parking lot accidents.  Just enough to keep on the right side of the law.

Sometimes due to financial constraints, there wasn’t a choice.  During my teens and early adulthood, I drove some very flawed automobiles.  Now, that I have a choice, I no longer choose to do so.

What I do understand, is it doesn’t bother the person driving the old clunker, already covered with dents, when another dent occurs, as much as it would the person with a newer car.

It may be a sickness, but automobiles for some of us, are part of our egos.  We spend hours keeping The Silver Flash or Old Betsey shined and polished.

The wealthy individual that recently wrecked his new 288,000 Ferrari, shortly after purchase–I’ll never understand.

Old clunker, or shiny new “Chromemobile?”  What’s your pleasure?  Did you have an interesting hand-me-down first car?



From three years ago, a message about self-awareness.




Weren’t part

Of an egret’s

Innocent game

Even though

The self

Reflected self

Were one

And, the same

The rippled

Reflected self

Was perceived

As a stranger–



Saturday Faces…

The new, now generation

Went about their business

At car washes, laundromats

Faithless and faithful

Proclaimed mantras

Of brashness, impatience

Disrespected, objects of disrespect

Not all of them deserved

Refused to stay kids forever

Some went back where they came from

Some to where they belonged

Something Worth Saving

He always said hurtful things

That came from feeling feckless and angry

There was good and bad in everything–Doris thought

Searched the pages–read between lines and wrinkles

Until they looked elsewhere for what was missing in each other’s eyes

What good was a kingdom without the freedom to do what Dwight wanted?

He made compromises, because it was the only way to make things work

The way we were was the way we were; why we said the things we said

They made mistakes–fell far short of perfection

Had each other, that was enough

He’d follow Doris anywhere


Stop Calling Them Ugly!

Dr. Sterling P. Phillips, Chair Professor of Agronomics at Nebraska Southern University, theorized that perhaps, plants and veggies had feelings.  Less than perfect vegetables were being sold as “ugly vegetables” at discount prices.

“They may indeed be blemished and misshapen, but is it necessary to refer to vegetables in this manner?  It’s been proven in several studies that plants responded to positive stimuli–soothing music, calming voices.  We would be well advised to treat vegetables better.”

“Then, perhaps plants would respond to positive stimuli by growing more; yielding more fruit; allowing us to feed more of the world’s populations.”

When Dr. Phillips was asked about the effect of blemished vegetable sales on market prices–he responded.  “That’s bound to cause more competition and lower commodity prices in the long run.”

Misshapen vegetables resembling profiles of famous  people showed up on e-bay and other websites.  “Will their value go down if marketed ugly vegetables continue to sell at such a rapid pace?”

“I’m not addressing vagaries of e-bay and other websites.  As far as I’m concerned, resemblance of vegetables to people and/or animals is purely happenstance.  As P. T. Barnum said long ago, ‘There’s a sucker born every minute.’ And please stop calling them ‘Ugly Vegetables.’  Use ‘blemished’ or ‘less than perfect’ instead.  Let’s be positive around our plants and our plants will respond positively.”


“Mother and Child,”