Science tells us the nature of things.

Philosophy tells us their meaning.

Nothing is worth doing

if you cannot fail

Smoke from the sniper’s rifle still hangs in the air. Pooh, lays dead, riddled with a single bullet to the voice box, drenched in slowly coagulating hunny from the shattered pot still clutched in his hand. Eeyore stands over him, head hung low in his usual fashion and proclaims with gravelly voice, “I guess they noticed him…”

This short scenario courtesy of one of Teresa and Melanie’s morning conversations over first coffee.

You release the Kraken of my heart…

Smiley and the Emoticons with their hit single, “Pretend to Have Some Feelings!”

Just sampled the most amazing marinade that Teresa is making for our dinner tonight. It is a Polish recipe for Smoked Paprika Chicken, and the marinade is incredible. Strangely, it tastes a bit like that deep brown colored roasted salsa you can get at some restaurants – almost a mole flavor, really. I’m thinking of re-tasking this marinade for the next Mexican dinner I make. Oh, and we just had a most wonderful and unexpected rain storm – one of those big-drop Spring storms from a cloud that just came up and built until it burst. Now the rain is over, but there is thunder all around – nice crisp cracks like in the storm in the Disneyland diorama of the Grand Canyon that you pass through on the train that goes all around the park. The sound alone brings back memories, just like the smell of diesel always makes memory flashes of the Autopia in Disneyland when I was 4 or 5, before they upgraded to the electric cars. Of course, diesel smells nothing like the marinade, but there you go… (Originally written on this day in 2019)

Teresa‘s spoken alliteration (and now written tautogram as well) of the day:

“A thilly thenth of thadneth”

Stormed out the back door this morning – peach tree gave me a look. Pointed my screwdriver at it and yelled “Barga!!!!” Continued on toward the garage but the grape vine along the wall showed me some sass, so I shouted “Nanrah!!!”. That set it back a bit, so I dropped off my screwdriver on the band saw where it lives, and nobody, but nobody bothered me all the way back to the house, I can tell you…

I publish these things
in protest against
an ungrateful universe

I’ve been asked if I would change anything if I could do it over. I don’t think so because I still don’t really understand any of it at all.