I am in here.
The whole phrase that the liberals have — that they “speak truth to power” — is really starting to grate on me. Yes, cliches grate on me, and this is such a nasty little holdover from the seventies that it’s impossible to ignore, regardless of your attitude towards it. And my attitude towards the phrase, … Continue reading Truth to Power
.. Your mind can be in Miami Beach with me. “Meet Me In Margaritaville: The Ultimate Collection” (Jimmy Buffett)
I was plugged into the wrong network at the internet cafe, so my post didn’t go through. Suffice it to say: Miami Beach, again. Most of my travel posts have the “again” tag because I haven’t been to new places in a long time. I guess I’m in a rut. However, maybe my mother should … Continue reading Miami Beach. Again. Redux.
I’m feeling it necessary to fold into myself, and be less on the blog… I am actually requested by a dear friend to provide poems for his latest book. A working poet: how do I be that? But at any rate: the topic is tears. This is not because I am sad. I’m not. I’m … Continue reading Folding in to tears
