Maybe in another space, another time, another place, another silly rhyme we would gently collide, in a dance of serendipitous destiny and fate; and all that the blessed heavens could cast in our way Falling stars, like ethereal butterflies touching our lives without us even knowing, with whispers of ‘meant to be’, transforming the […]
It was 5 years ago that I hit the ‘publish’ button for this post.Many things have happened since that innocent and ‘so me’ post.I like to think my writing has matured a bit and that I have taken many of youon my journey down the road of life.I want to thank each and every one […]
Chill.Grab a coffee, English Breakfast tea, Chai, cognac, scotch, bourbon, water and maybe a smoke, all depending on where you are in the world of time zones.Plug in some decent headphones and give yourself 7:40 minutes to just . . . Chill.This is ‘Both Sides Now’, Herbie Hancock from River: The Joni Letters Hancock is […]
I’ve wanted to keep a record of personal recipes for my daughters to cook when I’m someday reduced to a room temperature dish of Fettucine-al-Dead-o, or Face-Planting the Meringue maybe even pushin’ up the perpetual parsley. Something about food that’s familiar is quite simply comforting with a capital C. I began thinking about a small […]
It’s always a daunting task starting a new journal; all that virgin white space, the absence of anything resembling a word or thought, and the cackling cynic inside me all trying to sway me towards more menial things like cutting my lawn (which needs to be done, btw) or re-grouting the tile in the bathroom. […]
We don’t need no steenking, Swine Flu! Get out those face masks, people. And decorate the house with ‘em . . . Pooh was definitely a conservative.
I was waiting for a Batman/ Dark Knight design. But no . . . One of the latte’s looked like someones butt cheeks. They could have been creative with it but they turned it into a cutesy rabbit Jesus Krispies. How lame is that? Someone call the Latte Police.